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 to be a dog or I want to be a rock

Sunday's pancakes, Mary Mack
Color 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 freeze
The in the tank froze and died last week
Oh, I to be a dog or I want to be a leaf

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

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

Well, who gives a shit about 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 Becky's
The boys on the team just fuck
The same ten girls, who know who they are
looking for some comfort in the back of a car

The of beer, the locker room jeers
I don't want to be me, I don't want to be

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

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