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The Curse Of Millhaven

• I live in a town called Millhaven
  And it’s small and it’s mean and it’s cold
  But if you come around just as the sun goes down
  You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
  It’s around about then that I used to go a-roaming
  la la la la la la la lie
  All god’s children they all gotta die
  My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
  I’m closing in on my fifteenth year
  And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
  Then you sure haven’t see them around here
  My hair is yellow and I’m always a-combing
  La la la la la la la lie
  Mama often told me that we all got to die
  You must have heard about the curse of Millhaven
  How last Christmas Bill Blake’s little boy didn’t come
  Home
  They found him the next week in one mile creek
  His head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
  Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning
  La la la la la la la lie
  Even Billy Blake’s boy, he had to die
  Then professor O’Rye from Millhaven high
  Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
  Then next day the old fool brought little Biko to school
  And we all had to watch as he buried her
  His eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing
  La la la la la la la lie
  Even god’s little creatures, they have to die
  Our little town fell into a state of shock
  A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
  The next thing you know the head of handyman Joe
  Was found in the fountain of the mayor’s residence
  Foul play can really get a small town going
  La la la la la la la lie
  Even god’s children they have to die
  Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old mrs Colgate
  Was stabbed but the job was not complete
  The last thing she said before the cops pronounced her
  Dead
  Was, my killer is Loretta and she lives across the
  Street!
  Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
  La la la la la la la lie
  The young ones,and the old ones, they all gotta die
  Yes, it is I, Lottie. the curse of Millhaven
  I’ve struck horror in the heart of this town
  Like my eyes ain’t green and my hair ain’t yellow
  It’s more like the other way around
  I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming
  La la la la la la la lie
  Sooner or later we all gotta die
  Since I was no bigger than a weavil they’ve been saying i
  Was evil
  That if bad was a boot that I’d fit it
  That I’m a wicked young lady, but I’ve been trying hard
  Lately
  O fuck it! I’m a monster! I admit it!
  It makes me so mad that my blood starts a-going
  La la la la la la la lie
  Mama always told me that we all gotta die
  Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed mrs. Colgate, i
  Admit
  Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed
  But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior
  High school psychos
  Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
  I’ll sing to the lot, now that you got me going
  La la la la la la la lie
  All god’s children have all gotta die
  There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers
  You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
  Recall the children who broke through the ice on lake
  Tahoo?
  Everyone assumed the warning signs had
  Followed them to the bottom
  Well, they’re underneath the house where I do quite a bit
  Of stowing
  La la la la la la la lie
  Even twenty little children, they had to die
  And the fire of ’91 that razed the bella vista slum
  That was the biggest shit-fight this country’s ever seen
  Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued
  All cause of wee little girl with a can of gasoline
  Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing
  La la la la la la la lie
  Rich man,and the poor man, all got to die
  Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on
  Trial
  I was laughing when they took me away
  Off to the asylum in an old black mariah
  It ain’t home, but you know, it’s better than
  Jail
  It ain’t such bad old place to have a home in
  La la la la la la la lie
  All god’s children they all gotta die
  Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless
  Rorschach tests
  I keep telling them they’re out to get me
  They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, why of
  Course!
  There is so much more I could have done if they’d let
  Me!
  So it’s Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
  Singing la la la la la la la lie
  All god’s children they all have to die
  La la la la la la la lie
  I’m happy as a lark now and everything is fine
  Singing la la la la la la la lie
  Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is fine
  Singing la la la la la la la lie
  All god’s children they gotta die