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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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Jonathan Wilson

East LA

 

East LA

(album: Eat The Worm - 2023)


At the barbecue of a Hungarian friend
A dude I used to know from New York approached
As he grew near I felt him weary of me
He asked if I was still the lone wolf
So I asked him, "Hey Paul, how's that photography biz?
Must be pretty fun shooting 35 mm of so many chicks"
Well, guess what? He didn't answer this
I turned around and poof, he was gone

I am sitting in East Los Angeles
I am watching a fat kid run
As he struggles, I feel guilty
For smoking this joint and writing this song

And we're both on the city sidewalks
The lawless avenues, clean to Eagle Rock
Well, we heard all the best at the top of the Crest and beyond
Now a gentrified breeze, I can see, has blown in some fake freaks
And a few new hipster stores and a few cute little whores
Who on rubber-bridged guitars are serenading every bullshit writing session in Los Angeles

We're both on the city sidewalks
The lawless avenues, clean to Eagle Rock
Well we heard all the best at the Observatory Crest and beyond
Now a gentrified breeze, I can see, has blown in some fake freaks
And a few new hipster stores and a few cute little whores
Who on rubber-bridged guitars are serenading every bullshit writing session in Los Angeles

done

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