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I live in a town Millhaven
And it's small and it's mean and it's
But if you around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole thing to gold
It's around about then that I used to go
La la la la La la la lie
All children they all gotta die
My is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm in on my fifteenth year
And if you think that you've seen a pair of eyes green
Then you sure didn't see them round
My is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la La la la lie
often told me we all gotta die
You must have about The Curse Of Millhaven
How Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
The found him next week in One Mile
His head bashed in and his pockets full of
Well, imagine the wailing and moaning
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little Billy Blake, he had to die
Then Professor from Millhaven High
Found nailed to his door, his terrier
The next day the old fool brought Biko to school
And we all had to watch as he her
His eulogy to had all the tears a-flowing
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Even God's little creatures, have to die
Our little town fell into a of shock
A lot of people were saying things that little sense
the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the residence
Foul can really get small town going
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All God's all have to die
Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs.
Was but the job was not complete
The last thing she before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is and she lives across the street!"
cops burst through my door without even phoning
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The ones, the old ones, they all gotta die
Yes, it is I, Lottie. The of Millhaven
I've horror in the heart of this town
my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more the other way around
I gotta pretty little mouth all the foaming
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Sooner or we all gotta die
Since I was no bigger than a weevil they've been saying I was
That if "bad" was a boot I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying lately
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I it!
It makes me so mad my blood really starts a-going
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Mama always me that we all gotta die
Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, Mrs. Colgate, I admit
Did the handyman his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the head
sing to the lot, now that you got me going
La la la la La la la lie
All children we all gotta die
There were all of the others, all our sisters and
You assumed accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the where I do quite a bit of stowing
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Even twenty little children, had to die
And the fire of '91 that razed the Vista slum
There was the biggest shit-fight country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, getting sued
All cause of a wee girl with a can of gasoline
flames really roared when the wind started blowing
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Rich man, man, all got to die
Well I confessed to all these and they put me on trial
I was laughing when they me away
Off to the asylum in an old Mariah
It home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail
It ain't such a bad old place to have a in
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all die
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling they're out to get me
They ask me if I remorse and I answer, "Why of course!
There's so much I could have done it they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and is groovy
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All children have all gotta die
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I'm happy as a lark now and is fine
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Yeah, is groovy and everything is fine
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All God's they all gotta die