Bethlehem Lyrics

Bethlehem lyrics

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

Sunday's pancakes
Miss Mary Mack
Color Polariods show my heart attack
In my second-hand
pants and dusty shoes
The day that the playground laughed at my
shoes
It's my birthday next week and what I want please
Is to turn on the
heat so the fish won't freeze
The fish in the tank froze and died last
week
Oh I want to be a dog or I want to be a leaf

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

Now I'm only 16 and I think I have an ulcer
I'm
hiding my sex behind a dirty sweatshirt
I've lost five pounds these past few
days
Trying to be class president and get straight A's, well,
Who gives a
shit about that anyway?
I want to be a dog or a lump of
clay

Chorus

Still I'm tired of standing still
Tired of living
- still
Everyday I dream of leaving

Everybody's talking about Becky's
bust
The boys on the basketball team just fuck
The same ten girls, who
don't know who they are
They're looking for some comfort in the back of a
car
The six-packs of beer, the locker room jeers
I don't want to be me, I
don't want to be here

Chorus

Red brick schoolhouse, dead end dirt
roads, daffodils
No star above my Bethlehem

I want to be a dog or I
want to be a rock
I don't want to be me, I don't want to be
here
Bethlehem