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

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

My name is Loretta but I prefer
I'm closing in on my year
If you think that you have seen a pair of eyes more
you sure haven't seen them around here
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 heard about The Curse Of
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come
They found him the week up in One Mile Creek
With his bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well, just imagine all above and moaning

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

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

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

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

La la la la, la la la lie
Even children, they have to die

Then in a twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not
Well, the last she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is and she lives across the street"
Twenty cops burst through my door without 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
my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's more like the way around
I gotta pretty little mouth, all the foaming

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

Since I was no bigger than a they've been saying I was evil
That if, "bad" was a boot I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've trying hard lately
O fuck it, I'm a monster, I it
Well, it makes me so mad that my blood 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 with his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend the pumpkin-sized head
sing to the lot, now that you got me going

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

There were all of the others, all our and brothers
You assumed were accidents, forgotten
Recall the children who broke the ice on Lake 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
twenty little children, they had to die

And the fire of '91 that the Bella Vista slum
That was the biggest shit-fight country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land getting sued
All cause of wee girl with a can of
flames really 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 confessed to all crimes and they put me on trial
I was laughing when they me away
Off to the in an old black Mariah
Well, it ain't home, but you know, it's better than
It ain't such a bad old to have a home in

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

Now I got shrinks will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep them they're out to get me
They ask me if I remorse and I answer, "Why of course
There is so much more I have done if they'd let me"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and is groovy

La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all God's children they all to die
La la la la, la la la lie
I'm as a lark and everything 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 children they die