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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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Pat The Bunny

We Are All Compost In Training

 

We Are All Compost In Training

(album: The Volatile Utopian Real Estate Market - 2014)


I want freedom
Not a boss that comes in a forty ounce bottle of
Anything or taped scotch paper

I eat meat and drive trucks
And shoot guns and don't trust in the
Federal government to solve our problems

You might think I'm joking
But I'm not a Republican

Call me when your president pulls out of Afghanistan
Because that's the day I'll get a cell phone number
And you can call and leave a message on voice mail that day

I fell asleep smoking
So I'd wake up on fire
Because that might get me out of bed for a while
And back into battle with the things that I breathe
And the holes in my arms
And the way that I think

And if freedom is doing what I want
Well that means I gotta know what is
Not just what it isn't
So I'll dig up the dirt
And I'll throw down some seeds
Because the world needs more spinach
Not more motherfuckers like me

Motherfuckers like me!
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ooohhh-oh!

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?