Luyện nghe bài hát Bethlehem

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

Sunday's pancakes, Mary Mack
Color Polaroids my heart attack
In my second-hand pants and shoes
The day that the playground laughed at my

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody's talking about Becky's
The boys on the basketball team just
The same ten girls, who don't know who are
looking for some comfort in the back of a car

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

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

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