Luyện nghe bài hát Bethlehem

Pulling on the strings, looking up
Standing on the chair to be up
I feel so little, I need my
I the time, I hate the clock
I want to be a dog or I to be a rock

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

It's my birthday week and what I want please
Is to turn on the heat so the fish won't
The fish in the tank froze and died week
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 my sex behind a dirty sweatshirt
I've lost five pounds these past few
to be class president and get straight A's

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

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

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

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

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

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