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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.

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Lemon Demon

The Machine

 

The Machine

(album: View-Monster - 2008)


All that he does is chip away
Each day he sticks to his routine:
Putting the pieces on
Building a big machine

He ran out of room inside his room
And so he moved it all outside
Now it's a bit too big
Now it's a mile wide

The family vans across the desert
Follow signs to park and stare
Nobody says hello
Nobody knows he's there

They just look at the blinking lights and greebles
Interlocking arms of steel
And they think:
Nothing could be so big
Nothing could be so real

They think:

One million springs
And spinning things. It's quite a view
We have no clue...
What does it do?
That's the beauty of it
It doesn't do anything

Doesn't do anything, doesn't do anything

He made his own night-vision goggles
Now he lurks inside the frame
Perfecting it from within
Forgetting his own name

All that he knows is that it needs him
All it knows is he needs it
Every piston
Every single little bit

The government people in black helicopters
Try to snoop around
I'm so sorry, but he needs the extra parts
He takes the choppers down

Now there are tanks on the horizon
Asking what are his demands?
Not one of them understands
Nobody understands

All the megaphones scream:

One million gears
Perhaps our fears are coming true
What does it do?
What does it do?
That's the beauty of it
It doesn't do anything

Doesn't do anything

Lost in solipsism
He then slowly pulls a lever
Which sets off a mechanism
Which does nothing whatsoever
But the nothing that it does
Negates the everything we know
Because it's screaming "Just because!"
Because it's neither friend or foe
And so we label it a menace
Or a grandiose work of art
From its finale to its genesis
We slowly pull it all apart

That's the beauty of it
It doesn't do anything, do anything

Doesn't do anything, doesn't do anything

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