Luyện nghe bài hát Bethlehem

Pulling on the apron strings, up
Standing on the to be grown up
I feel so little, I my pillow
I the time, I hate the clock
I to be a dog or I want to be a rock

Sunday's pancakes, Miss Mary
Color Polaroids my heart attack
In my pants and dusty shoes
The day that the playground laughed at my

It's my birthday next week and I want please
Is to turn on the heat so the won't freeze
The fish in the tank and died last week
Oh, I to be a dog or I want to be a leaf

miners, fishermen
In my of Bethlehem
fences, church at ten
No star my Bethlehem

Now I'm only 16 and I think, I have an
I'm hiding my sex a dirty sweatshirt
I've lost five pounds these past few
Trying to be class president and get A's

Well, who gives a shit about that
I want to be a dog or a of clay

Still I'm of standing
Still tired of
Still everyday I of leaving

Everybody's talking Becky's bust
The boys on the basketball just fuck
The same ten girls, who know who they are
They're looking for comfort in the back of a car

The six-packs of beer, the locker jeers
I want to be me, I don't want to be here

I'm tired of standing
Still tired of
Still everyday I dream of

Red brick schoolhouse, end dirt roads, daffodils
No star above my
I want to be a dog or I to be a rock
I want to be me, I don't want to be here, Bethlehem