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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Jethro Tull

My God

 

My God

(album: Aqualung - 1971)


People, what have you done?
Locked Him in His golden cage, golden cage
Made Him bend to your religion
Him—resurrected from the grave, from the grave

He is the god of nothing
If that's all that you can see
You are the god of everything
He's inside you and me

So lean upon Him gently
And don't call on Him to save
You from your social graces
And the sins you used to waive, you used to waive

The bloody Church of England
In chains of history
Requests your earthly presence
At the vicarage for tea

And the graven image you-know-who
With His plastic crucifix
(he's got him fixed)
Confuses me as to who and where and why
As to how he gets his kicks, he gets his kicks

Confessing to the endless sin
The endless whining sounds
You'll be praying 'til next Thursday
To all the gods that you can count

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?