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I live in a called Millhaven
And it's small and mean and it's cold
But if you come just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole thing turn to
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 is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth
If you think that you have seen a of eyes more green
you sure 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 me that we all got to die

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

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

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

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

Our little town fell into a of shock
A lot of people saying things that made little sense
The next thing you know the 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 stabbed but the job was not
Well, the last thing she said before the cops pronounced her
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she across the street"
Twenty cops burst through my door without phoning

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

Yes, it is I, Lottie, The Curse Of
I've struck horror in the heart of this
Like my eyes ain't green and my 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
or later we all gotta die

Since I was no bigger than a weevil been saying I was evil
That if, "bad" was a boot I'd fit it
I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately
O fuck it, I'm a monster, I it
Well, it makes me so mad 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 saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high 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 God's children have all die

There all of the others, all our sisters and brothers
You assumed were accidents, forgotten
Recall the children who through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" had followed them to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the 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 the Bella Vista slum
That was the biggest shit-fight this country's seen
Insurance companies ruined, land getting sued
All cause of wee girl a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind started

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

Well, I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on
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 jail
It such 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 that will not rest 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 it's 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 and everything 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