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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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The Chameleons

Singing Rule Britannia (While The Walls Close In)

 

Singing Rule Britannia (While The Walls Close In)

(album: What Does Anything Mean? Basically - 1985)


A prisoner of my paradox, Heaven or Hell?
Pacing up and down my cage, too soon to tell
What a suffocating state to be
Working class heroes mean nothing to me
I'm a working class zero, I'm chained to the tree
Of life, a dangerous thing to be

And now the baby needs to grow
But the mother is crazy

What lies behind the mask, behind the wave and the smile?
Your appearance is deceptive, my sweet crocodile
What a fascinating thing to see
Revealing all your secrets, you'd better beware
Revealing all your secrets, oh, you wouldn't dare
Reveal yourself to me, would you?

It must have been like this before
But my memory's hazy

My memory's hazy
So I'll stand in line
Three million desperadoes
There's hope for me
Oh, but for some the story is different
They'll stand in line
They'll bide their time
Waiting for a sign
Counting out the time

Clever, clever creatures, death in your kiss
Playing with the future in innocent bliss
What a suffocating state to be
But what a fascinating thing to see

And he said "I know what it's like to be dead"
I know what it's like to be dead
I know what it is to be sad
She's making us feel like we've never been born
She's making us feel like we've never been born"
Never been born

done

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