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 the time, I hate the clock
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 week and what I want
Is to turn on the so the fish won't freeze
The fish in the tank and died last week
Oh, I want to be a dog or I to be a leaf

Quarry miners,
In my of Bethlehem
Picket fences, at ten
No above 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 these past few days
Trying to be class and get straight A's

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

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

Everybody's talking Becky's bust
The boys on the basketball team just
The ten girls, who don't 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

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

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