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

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

My is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my year
If you think that you have seen a pair of eyes green
Then you sure haven't seen them around
Well, my hair is yellow and I'm a-combing

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

You must have about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill little boy didn't come home
They found him the next week up in One Creek
With his head bashed in and his pockets of stones
Well, just imagine all above wailing and

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

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

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

Our little town fell a state of shock
A lot of people saying things that made little sense
The next you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's
Well, foul can really get a small town going

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

Then in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs
Was but the job was not complete
Well, the last thing she said the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives 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 horror in the heart of this town
my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more like the other way
I gotta 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 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 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 told me that we all 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 children have all gotta die

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

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

And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella slum
That was the shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting
All cause of wee with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the 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 they put me on
I was laughing when they took me
Off to the in an old black Mariah
Well, it ain't home, but you know, it's 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 not rest with 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 could have done if let me"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and 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 groovy and is fine
La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all God's they gotta die