Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse Of Millhaven

I live in a town called
And it's small and it's mean and cold
But if you come around just as the sun goes
You can the whole thing turn 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 name is but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth
And if you think that you've seen a of eyes more green
you sure didn't see them round here
My hair is yellow and I'm always
La la la la La la la lie
Mama often told me we all die
You must heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy come home
The found him next in One Mile Creek
His head bashed in and his full of stones
Well, just the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
Even Billy Blake, he had to die
Then O'Rye from Millhaven High
Found nailed to his door, his prize-winning
The next day the old fool brought little Biko to
And we all had to as he buried her
His eulogy to Biko had all the a-flowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's little creatures, have to die
Our little fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying things made little sense
Then the next thing you the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the residence
Foul play can really get town going
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children all to die
Then, in a twist of fate, old Mrs. Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not
The thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives the street!"
Twenty cops through my door without even phoning
La la la la La la la lie
The ones, the old ones, they all gotta die
Yes, it is I, Lottie. The of Millhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of this
Like my eyes ain't green and my ain't yellow
It's more the other way around
I pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming
La la la la La la la lie
Sooner or later we all die
Since I was no bigger than a weevil they've saying I was evil
if "bad" was a boot then I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked lady, but I've been trying hard lately
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I it!
It makes me so mad that my really 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 with his circular saw in his shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior 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 sisters and
You assumed accidents, best forgotten
the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed to the bottom
Well, underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
La la la la La la la lie
Even twenty children, they had to die
And the of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum
There was the biggest shit-fight this country's seen
Insurance companies ruined, getting sued
All cause of a wee little girl a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind blowing
La la la la La la la lie
man, poor man, all got to die
Well I confessed to all crimes and they put me on trial
I was when they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black
It ain't home, but you know, fucking better than jail
It such a bad old place to have a home in
La la la la La la la lie
All God's they all gotta die
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with endless Rorschach tests
I keep them they're out to get me
They ask me if I feel and I answer, "Why of course!
so much more I could have done it they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and and everything is groovy
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 happy as a lark now and everything is
La la la la La la la lie
Yeah, everything is and everything is fine
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all die