Key: A
Introduction:
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I live in a town called Millhaven
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And it's small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
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You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
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It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
Hook
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Singing La la la la La la la lie
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All God's children they all gotta die
verse 2
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My name is Loretta, but I prefer Lottie
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I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
If you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
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Then you sure haven't see them around here
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Well my hair is a-yeller' and I'm always a-combing
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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My mama often told me that we all got to die
verse 3
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You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
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How last Christmas Bill Blakey's little boy didn't come home
They found him the next week up in One Mile Creek
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With his head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
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Well, just imagine all the wailing and the moaning
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Even little Billy Blakey's boy, he had to die
verse 4
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Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven High
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Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
The next day the old fool brought little Biko to school
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And we all had to watch as he buried her
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Well his eulogy to Biko had all the tears flowing
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Even God's little creatures, they have to die
Verse 5
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Our little town fell into a state of shock
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A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
The next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
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Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence
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Well foul play can really get a small town going
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Even God's children, they have to die
Verse 6
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In a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
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Was stabbed but the job was not complete
Well, the last thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
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Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives across the street!"
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And twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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The young ones and the old ones, they all gotta die
Verse 7
Am
Yes, it is I, Lottie, The Curse Of Millhaven
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I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yeller'
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It's more like the other way around
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I got a pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Sooner or later, we all gotta die
Verse 8
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Since I was no bigger than a weevil they've been saying I was evil
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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
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Aw, fuck it, I'm a monster, I admit it!
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Well it makes me so mad that my blood starts a-going
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Mama always told me that we all gotta die
Verse 9
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Well yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit
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Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos
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Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
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I'll sing to the lot, now that you got me going
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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All God's children have all gotta die
verse 10
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Then there' all the others, all our sisters and brothers
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You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?
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Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom
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Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Even twenty little children, now they had to die
verse 11
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And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum
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That was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued
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All cause of a wee little girl with a can of gasoline
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Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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Well a rich man and a poor man, they all gotta die
verse 12
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Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on trial
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I was laughing when they took me away
Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah
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Well it ain't home, but you know, it's better than jail
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It ain't such a bad old place to have a home in
Hook
C Am
La la la la La la la lie
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All God's children they all gotta die
verse 13
Am
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests