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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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Mac Lethal

Pachyderm

 

Pachyderm


(Hahahahahaha)
Hey babe
I wasn't born yesterday (oh word),
I was born tomorrow (oh, I get it, I get it, I get it haha)

Shimmy, shimmy sit me in cages,
I'm so sophistimicated
But LSD just sent me back into these intricate stages
So I'm a get me some gages, a couple choppers,
And go rob a fucking doctor for his pain pills (yeah)

You grind a page but these emotional bitches
Are finding ways to pine away in songs,
Like "oh my girlfriend left me. I don't like it"
These girls ain't bitches, the world's just vicious
And love's not pretty it's a sickness, bitches

(Mac you said bitches twice!)
Well great minds think alike like thoughts alike in pairs
And if you don't get it you're, like, impaired
I guess it's quite imperative for me to write my narrative to see
And every word gotta be spelled out in fucking pretty water colors right?

Well, I can hear my neighbors fucking
And if the egg is fertilized the baby's gonna be born
With it's heart pounding like the thumping pattern of the drum
I scribble out a little psycho babble from the lungs.
Where you from?
(The mother fucking junkyard boy)

Just have a meltdown
Just have a meltdown
Just have a meltdown
Have another meltdown
See, I don't really give a fuck about fame
I gotta a couple screws loose and they're shaking in my brain

Hear the studs burbling, blood curdling,
Lung murdering, drum hurdling visions
(Minus all the cheap?)
Fear the present type, the iridescent light,
The piercing pressure bite that makes you
Clear your crescent pipe of all the weed

Just my irrelevant irreverence and every other measure's
Been realigned inside a shiny metal splint
The devil sin, another psycho somatic and flabby pachyderm,
Crabby foaming out the mouth from rabid germs
She was a taciturn woman that had a trashy perm
Poking at the holes in my brain, the lysergic acid burns
Well burn mother fucker, burn that shit
It helps me justify taking all these risks, bitch

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?