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I live in a called Millhaven
And it's small and mean and it's cold
But if you come around as the sun goes down
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 Loretta but I Lottie
I'm closing in on my year
If you think that you have seen a pair of more green
Then you sure haven't seen them around
Well, my hair is yellow and I'm always

La la la la, la la la lie
Mama often told me we all got to die

You must have about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy come home
found him the next week up in One Mile Creek
With his bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well, just imagine all wailing and moaning

La la la la, la la la lie
Even Bill boy, he had to die

Then Professor O'Rye from High
Found nailed to his his prize-winning terrier
Then next day the old fool brought little Biko to
And we all had to as he buried her
Well, his eulogy to had all the tears a-flowing

La la la la, la la la lie
God's little creatures, they have to die

Our town fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying things made little sense
The next you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the residence
Well, foul play can really get a town going

La la la la, la la la lie
Even God's children, have to die

Then in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs
Was stabbed but the job was not
Well, the last thing she said before the pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she across the street"
cops burst through my door without even phoning

La la la la, la la la lie
The young ones, the old ones, all gotta die

Yes, it is I, Lottie, The Of Millhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of town
Like my ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
more like the other way around
I gotta little mouth, underneath all the foaming

La la la la, la la la lie
Sooner or we all gotta die

Since I was no bigger a weevil they've been saying I was evil
if, "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been hard lately
O it, I'm a monster, I admit it
Well, it makes me so mad 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 little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his with the pumpkin-sized head
I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going

La la la la, la la la lie
All God's children all gotta die

There all of the others, all our sisters and brothers
You assumed were accidents, best
the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had them to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of

La la la la, la la la lie
Even twenty little children, had to die

And the of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum
That was the biggest shit-fight country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land getting sued
All of wee girl with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared the wind started blowing

La la la la, la la la lie
Well, the man, the poor man, they all got to die

Well, I confessed to all these crimes and put me on trial
I was laughing when they me away
Off to the asylum in an old black
Well, it home, but you know, it's better than jail
It ain't such a bad old place to have a 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 them they're out to get me
They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of
There is so much more I have done if they'd let me"
So Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy

La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all children they all have to die
La la la la, la la la lie
I'm happy as a lark and is fine

La la la la, la la la lie
Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is
La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all God's children they die