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I live in a town called
And small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you around just as the sun goes down
You can the whole thing turn to gold
It's around about 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 but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth
If you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you haven't seen them around here
Well, my is yellow and I'm always a-combing

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

You must heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Blake's little boy didn't come home
They found him the next week up in One Creek
With his head in and his pockets 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
nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
Then next day the old fool brought Biko to school
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, they to die

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

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

Then in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs
Was but the job was not complete
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, 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 other way
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 a weevil they've 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 been 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 kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit
Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden
But I never crucified Biko, that was two junior high school psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend the pumpkin-sized head
I'll sing to the lot, now that you got me

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

were 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" signs had them to the bottom
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 razed the Vista slum
That was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever
Insurance companies ruined, land getting sued
All cause of wee with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind 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 they took me
Off to the asylum in an old Mariah
Well, it ain't home, but you know, it's than jail
It ain't such a bad old to have a home in

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

Now I got shrinks that will not rest with endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling they're out to get me
ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course
There is so more I could have done if they'd let me"
So it's Rorschach and and everything 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 happy as a lark and 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