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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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Matt Nathanson

Shouting

 

Shouting

(album: Show Me Your Fangs - 2015)


All my friends are drunk
Living in the future
All my friends are punks
Who never heard the Clash
All my friends are vain
But scared of their reflection
Aiming for the wall
Never feel the crash

It's ours to win
We'll keep throwing punches 'til the walls cave in

Thieves in the temple, eve and the apple
Everybody's twisted, baby, trying to fit
Head full of judges, mouth full of luggage
We whisper, baby, we should be shouting
Oh-oh-oh shouting, oh-oh

All my friends are straight
But play at being crooked
All my friends are rich
But always strapped for cash
All my friends are sad
But want to live forever
Back against the wall
Face against the glass

It's ours to win
We'll keep throwing punches 'til the walls cave in

Thieves in the temple, eve and the apple
Everybody's twisted, baby, trying to fit
Head full of luggage and a mouth full of judges
We whisper, baby, we should be shouting
Oh-oh-oh shouting, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh shouting, oh-oh-oh-oh

Everybody's twisted, baby, trying to fit
Everybody's twisted, baby, trying to fit
Everybody's twisted, baby, trying to fit
Everybody's twisted, baby, trying to fit

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?