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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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Good Riddance

Salt

 

Salt

(album: Ballads From The Revolution - 1998)


Don't be alarmed
Please, don't take it personally
But you're acting out
On everybody here

Your ability
Your virility's in doubt
So one more time
You clench your fists, scream and shout

You high-five your friends like you're jocks at a football game
It seems you don't know when to quit
The crowd stares in silence as you practise violence
To show you're the king of the pit

So what now?
We're sick of it
What now?

So now no one goes
To the front at shows anymore
'Cause we don't want to be
Kicked in the head or punched in the nose

We don't care where you're from
We don't care what set you claim
Why don't you get involved?
You don't even know our names

You high-five your friends like you're jocks at a football game
It seems you don't know when to quit
The crowd stares in silence as you practise violence
To show you're the king of the pit

So what now?
We're sick of it
What now?
We're sick of it

Any scene worth its salt would vilify aggression
It seems that aggression's all you know
Stop throwing your fists, put out your hand
Participate in the show

Here we go

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?