Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse Of Millhaven

I in a town called Millhaven
And small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun down
You can watch the whole thing 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 they all 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 is yellow and I'm always a-combing

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

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

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

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

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

Our town fell into a state of shock
A lot of people were saying things made little sense
The next thing you 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 God's children, they to die

Then in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs
Was but the job was not complete
Well, the thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My killer is Loretta and she across the street"
Twenty cops burst through my door without even

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
struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't
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 we all gotta die

Since I was no bigger than a weevil they've been I was evil
if, "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard
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
Mama always 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 little Biko, that was two junior high school
Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going

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

There were all of the others, all our sisters and
You assumed accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake
assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom
Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of

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
That was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever
Insurance companies ruined, land getting sued
All cause of wee girl with a can of
Those flames really roared when the wind started

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 they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black
Well, it ain't home, but you know, better than jail
It ain't such a bad old place to 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 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 children they all have 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 everything is
La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all God's children they die