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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 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 Polaroid`s 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 last few days
Trying to be class president and get straight A`s,
well,
Who gives a shit about that anyway?
I just want to be a dog or a lump of clay
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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
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Red brick school house, dead end dirtroads, daffodils
No star above my Bethlehem