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

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

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

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

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

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

Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven
Found nailed to his his prize-winning terrier
next 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
Even God's creatures, they have to die

Our little fell into a state of shock
A lot of people saying things that made little sense
The thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the 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 cruel twist of fate, old Mrs
Was but the job was not complete
Well, the last thing she before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My is Loretta 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 Curse Of
I've struck horror in the of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't
It's like the other way around
I gotta pretty little mouth, 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 been saying I was evil
That if, "bad" was a that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've trying hard lately
O it, I'm a monster, I admit it
Well, it me so mad that my blood starts a-going

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

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

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 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
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 sued
All of wee girl with a can of gasoline
flames really roared when the wind started blowing

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

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

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

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

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 happy as a lark and is fine

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