|


Kaliteli Siteler
|
Paula Cole - Bethlehem Şarkı Sözleri
Paula Cole
| Şarkı Sözleri
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
|
|
|