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| | | Artist: | Cave Nick |
| | Album: | Murder Ballads | | Track: | The Curse Of Millhaven | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 1 | | | | Lyrics: | 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
Singing 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 that you've seen a pair of eyes more green
Then
you sure didn't see them round here
My hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la
La la la lie
Mama often told me we all gotta die
You must have heard about The
Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
The found
him next week in One Mile Creek
His head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
Well,
just imagine the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
Even little Billy Blake,
he had to die
Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven High
Found nailed to his door, his
prize-winning terrier
The 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
Then 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 small town going
La la la la La la la lie
All
God's children all 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, 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 weevil they've been saying I was evil
That if "bad" was a boot then 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 really 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 we all gotta die
There
were all of 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
There was the biggest
shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, landlords getting sued
All
cause of a 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, 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 fucking better than jail
It ain't such a 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's so much more I
could have done it 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 have all gotta 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
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