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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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Eric Church

Mad Man

 

Mad Man

(album: & - 2022)


He's a modern day Jekyll and Hyde, mixing pride with the cold hard facts
Staring awful hard at a picture on a bar of a girl that he won't get back
He's talking to himself knowing damn well his self doesn't know what now
'Xcept fire shots of Jack and popping caps of Silver Bullets in his mouth

He's a mad man at the world
'Cause a girl told him goodbye
His thumbs up has been grounded
Now it's that bird he loves to fly
Might be happy hour to you
But his mind ain't nowhere near there
It's busy going crazy on the heels of her Mercedes
Driving back home north of eighty towards the badlands
He's still holding on like a mad man

He ain't looking for a fight but that might be what ya get
If you light that fuse that looks to you like a half-smoked cigarette
Just leave his glass half empty, he's better off left alone
Kind of like a house up the road, the lights are on but no one's home

He's a mad man at the world
'Cause a girl told him goodbye
Now his thumbs up has been grounded
It's that bird he loves to fly
It might be happy hour to you
But his mind ain't nowhere near there
It's busy going crazy on the heels of her Mercedes
Driving back home north of eighty towards the badlands
He's still holding on like a mad man

Yeah like a mad man, mad man, like a mad, mad man

done

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