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I live in a town called
And it's and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun down
You can watch the whole thing turn to
It's around then that I used to go a-roaming
La la la la La la la lie
All God's they all gotta die
My name is but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my year
And if you that you've seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you sure didn't see them round
My hair is and I'm always a-combing
La la la la La la la lie
Mama often told me we all die
You must have heard about The Curse Of
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come
The found him next week in One Mile
His head bashed in and his pockets full of
Well, imagine the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
little Billy Blake, he had to die
Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven
Found to his door, his prize-winning terrier
The next day the old brought little Biko to school
And we all had to as he buried her
His to Biko had all the tears a-flowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's creatures, they have to die
Our town fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying that made little sense
the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the residence
play can really get small town going
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children all to die
Then, in a cruel of fate, old Mrs. Colgate
Was but the job was not complete
The thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she across the street!"
Twenty cops burst through my door even phoning
La la la la La la la lie
The young ones, the old ones, they all die
Yes, it is I, Lottie. The curse of
I've struck in the heart of this town
my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more like the way around
I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the
La la la la La la la lie
Sooner or we all gotta die
Since I was no bigger than a weevil been saying I was evil
That if "bad" was a then I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I it!
It makes me so mad that my blood starts a-going
La la la la La la la lie
Mama always told me we all gotta die
Yeah, I the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit
Did the handyman his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, was two junior high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized
I'll to the lot, now that you got me going
La la la la La la la lie
All God's we all gotta die
There were all of the others, all our and brothers
You assumed were accidents, best
the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the
Well, they're underneath the house where I do a bit of stowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even little children, they had to die
And the fire of '91 that the Bella Vista slum
There was the biggest this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, getting sued
All cause of a wee little with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared the wind started blowing
La la la la La la la lie
man, poor man, all got to die
Well I to all these crimes and they put me on trial
I was when they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black
It home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail
It ain't a bad old place to have a home in
La la la la La la la lie
All children they all gotta die
Now I got shrinks that will not rest their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them out to get me
They ask me if I remorse and I answer, "Why of course!
There's so much more I have done it they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children have all die
La la la la La la la lie
I'm as a lark now and everything is fine
La la la la La la la lie
Yeah, is groovy and everything is fine
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children all gotta die