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I live in a called Millhaven
And it's small and it's mean and cold
But if you around just as the sun goes down
You can the whole thing turn to gold
It's around about then that I to go a-roaming

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

My is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth
If you think that you have seen a pair of eyes green
Then you sure seen them around here
Well, my hair is and I'm always a-combing

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

You must have heard The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come
They him the next week up in One Mile Creek
With his bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well, just all above wailing and moaning

La la la la, la la la lie
Bill Blake's boy, he had to die

Then Professor from Millhaven High
Found nailed to his door his terrier
Then day the old fool brought little Biko to school
And we all had to as he buried her
Well, his eulogy to Biko had all the a-flowing

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

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

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

Then in a cruel of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not
Well, the last thing she said before the cops pronounced her
Was, "My is Loretta and she lives across the street"
Twenty cops burst through my without 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 Of Millhaven
I've struck horror in the of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair yellow
It's more like the other way
I gotta pretty little mouth, underneath all the

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

Since I was no bigger than a weevil been saying I was evil
if, "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but been trying hard lately
O fuck it, I'm a monster, I it
Well, it makes me so mad that my blood starts

La la la la, la la la lie
Mama always me that we all gotta die

Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I
Did the handyman with his circular saw in his shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend the pumpkin-sized head
I'll to the lot, now that you got me going

La la la la, la la la lie
All children have all gotta die

There all of the others, all our sisters and brothers
You assumed accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake
Everyone assumed the "Warning" had followed them to the bottom
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 razed the Vista slum
was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting
All of wee girl with a can of gasoline
Those flames roared when the wind started blowing

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

Well, I to all these crimes and they put me on trial
I was laughing when took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black
Well, it ain't home, but you know, better than jail
It ain't a bad old place to have a home in

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

Now I got shrinks will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them out to get me
They ask me if I feel and I answer, "Why of course
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 God's 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 and everything is fine
La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all children they gotta die