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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.

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The Hellacopters

Murder On My Mind

 

Murder On My Mind

(album: Rock & Roll Is Dead - 2005)


Try to convince yourself that you're doing me a favor
When not too deep inside you know that it ain't so, oh no
So you compete with the arts
And your act is climbing up the charts
You can pick up a piece of the latest release with ease, so easy

You pass out credits and pretend to run the show
I'd like to think you know I got murder on my mind

You and your kind are growing fat on others labour
You steal candy from kids and pat them on their backs, oh yeah
Got what the public demands
And the blood of Elvis on your hands
You sell it by the drop and every junkie wanna cop some flavor

Got a remastered revolution out with bonus tracks
Guess you stabbed a few backs I got murder on my mind

That simple thing was meant to help and to heal
Somehow recently it lost it's appeal
You got it butchered and sold it by the cut
But hey, at least you sold a lot

First you killed the heartbeat and then you killed the soul
Yes, you killed Rock & Roll I got murder on my mind

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