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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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Courtney Barnett

Continental Breakfast

 

Continental Breakfast

(album: Lotta Sea Lice - 2017)


You won't believe what I coulda told ya
But I don't believe I've the balls to let you know
I can say that 'cause I'm a man
But I feel like a little boy... today

I cherish my intercontinental friendships
We talk it over continental breakfast
In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever
Somewhere on the sphere, around here

I cherish my intercontinental friendships
Not much very big on enemies
So I kick a can way up into the sun, man
But it falls down into a ravine
I don't mean to even think about it that way, but I do

Watching the waves come in at night
From my back porch stoop, porch swing swinging on its own
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy ghost

I walk like a bruised ego along shorefront property un-owned to me
But I'm feeling inferior on the interior don't ya see
Guarded and sentimental (and after all, its just a rental)
(Like better luck performing telekinesis on a priestess)
You won't believe what I mighta, coulda told ya
But I wouldn't wanna leave ya tripping out over it
OK, more-so me, but...
(Or just me)

Watching the waves come in at night
From my back porch stoop, porch swing swinging on its own
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy ghost

I cherish my intercontinental friendships
We talk it over continental breakfast
In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever
Somewhere on the sphere, around here

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?