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 the clock
I to be a dog or I want to be a rock

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

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

Quarry miners,
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 sweatshirt
I've lost five these past few days
to be class president and get straight A's

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

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

Everybody's talking about bust
The boys on the basketball team just
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 room jeers
I want to be me, I don't want to be here

Still I'm 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 want to be a
I don't want to be me, I don't want to be here,