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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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Watsky

There And Back Again

 

There And Back Again

(album: A New Kind Of Sexy - 2011)


Sometimes I think I'm too honest
But to be honest I'm sick, I'm bubonic
But less black than the plague which is vague
Cause the Black Plague as a name's kinda ironic
in that most black folks don't actually kill entire populations of European people, or move chronic
Who said they move chronic?
Were you away cuz
Cause if you ever smoked bud you know trees make you cough like the plague does

I hold my smoke in, toke up, lightweight Yankee you'd faint from a baby buzz
Fuck you random English guy, take a long nap
This my song. Begone, move along chap
Bugger
Yeah, that's right, walk away bitch
Remember what my name is (WATSKY)
Good, now that square dude is gone we can party
Let's get some Mardis Gras beads, weed and bacardi
The weed's gone, that British nobleman smoked our shit
and no one noticed it
Who cares bro, I party sober, I'm over it
I'm with my dogs yo, my dobermans at In N Out
feeling dope and shit
It's a local thing I get the cheese fries, then go home for a boca burger and a mocha drink
I go to Yogurtland
I'm blowing smoke rings and speeding in the fast lane yodelling

Road soda tucked in the lap of the kid riding shotgun when the cops roll past motioning
For us to pull over but I don't, I roll through a toll booth
And then do donuts in the shoulder, knowing I'm the Sofa King
I won't brag
But believe me, I know swag
I'm feeling so sav
My friends in the backseat follow our police chase live on the plasma screen Headrest TVs that I don't have
They warn me about the spike strips I swerve, and I fly through the burbs, but then I hit the curb
And my tire pops
I flee on foot but get tired stop
And invite the the firefighters and the night cops out to iHop
this is the life, homie, why knock it
I get high fives when I pop the top off my beer bottle with my eye socket
And I'll be fine
I'm bleeding but the best beer goggles is to be blind

Is this seat taken?
Is that you British fool?
I can't see shit, but know there's a seat vacant
It's me
Well sit down dude, there's mad room
We just got food, but there's bound to be round two

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