Luyện nghe bài hát Bethlehem

Pulling on the strings, looking 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, Miss Mack
Polaroids show my heart attack
In my second-hand and dusty shoes
The day the playground laughed at my shoes

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

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

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

Well, who a shit about that anyway?
I want to be a dog or a lump of

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

Everybody's about Becky's bust
The boys on the basketball just fuck
The ten girls, who don't know who they are
They're looking for some comfort in the 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 of living
everyday I dream of leaving

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