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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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Stokin' The Neighbors

 

Stokin' The Neighbors

(album: Trashed - 1994)


Friday night's the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn
And Dave is drunk and at the helm before too long
And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, 'cause navigating seems like fun
Drunk and out of gas, they drive around and crash

They're driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do
Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than just a few
Suburban families slumber in tranquility
Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're blowing down in their death machine

Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive...

Dave's a midnight landscaper, and he's working overtime
And he is full throttle, full bottle tonight. (Alright!)
He was almost home, just one more block, he had to hit that last mailbox
Dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a bitch? (Stoking the neighbors!)

Dave had to run, Dave had to bail
He was having too much fun to spend the night in jail
He had no "Triple A" for a tow truck
Called them anyway only to hear them say, "Hey pal, you're fucked!"

Dave's a decent guy, like most of us, until he drinks
And then his liquid mind takes over how he thinks
And then all that matters is having fun, pulling off the next beer run
On one too many nights, the party's over

He's driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do
Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than one or two
Suburban families slumber in civility
Awakened to the aftermath: the neighbors have been stoked...

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