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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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Brian Fallon

Tin Pan Alley

 

Tin Pan Alley

(album: Georgia - 2016)


The cats are all crazy, Mona Lisa
They try to say my future is stone
They say they make all the rights calls
To all the right numbers that the fat cats know
But these wheels were meant for burning, these wings weren't meant to last
And in the end it's all fireworks and smokerings, it's a treacherous road, baby, try not to crash

So keep your singing voice golden, keep your red shoes on
I just wanna sing rock and roll, and buy my baby something nice to take home
I wanna dance with poor girls, senora
I just wanna dance...

See after all it's a crazy dream, baby, all the good cards burn up in a flash
Oh, my, my, it's getting late, Cinderella
How long before these dresses turn right back to rags?
Cause don't forget about my homeboy, we almost died at them gates
Thank the good Lord for sending His angels in a '49 Mercury for lightning-fast getaways

They not your friends, they all wanna sell your blood
Isn't that why everybody signs up?
Forget it, baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac
And keep them feet dancing for they too old...

So keep your singing voice golden, keep your red shoes on
I just wanna sing rock and roll, and buy my baby something nice to take home

So keep your singing voice golden, keep your red shoes on
I just wanna sing Motown soul, and buy my baby something nice to take home
We keep our singing voice golden, we got our red shoes on
I just wanna sing rhythm and blues, and crack this old heart, baby, made of stone

done

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