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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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Sage Francis

The Emperor's New Clothing

 

The Emperor's New Clothing

(album: Sick Of Waiting Tables - 2001)


I listen for secrets hidden in whispers...in the winter time
And catch them tickling my whiskers...colliding with wind chimes
The kind that send shivers...up and down tingling spines

Thinking time could stretch if...

we'd spin a design inside our web that would catch drifts
The type that blow out birthday candles before we make our death wish

I'm waiting for a message in my calling so I'm checking my voice mail,
and I'm answering machines with man-made dreams.
Man made bandaids to cover up the seams.
The cover-up seems to only work if the wound never opens up or bleeds.

Beads of sweat form above the eyes of a heathen Emperor
Who won't get on his feet and step outside into the freezing temperature
He wants to adjust the global thermostat
But he's so remote...and you can't control the world like that

Come to find these eggs ain't even golden.
I see depreciation in the family jewels the Queen is holding.
That broken marriage was fixed. It happened when her feet were frozen.
She still remains to be the only one who's seen the Emperor's new clothing...

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