Nick Cave - The Curse Of Millhaven Lyrics
I live in a town called millhavenAnd its small and its mean and its coldBut if you come around just as the sun goes downYou can watch the whole town turn to goldIts around about then that I used to go a-roamingSinging la la la la la la la lieAll gods children they all gotta dieMy name is loretta but I prefer lottieIm closing in on my fifteenth yearAnd if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more greenThen you sure didnt see them around hereMy hair is yellow and Im always a-combingLa la la la la la la lieMama often told me we all got to dieYou must have heard about the curse of millhavenHow last christmas bill blakes little boy didnt comeHomeThey found him next week in one mile creekHis head bashed in and his pockets full of stonesWell, just imagine all the wailing and moaningLa la la la la la la lieEven little billy blakes boy, he had to dieThen professor orye from millhaven highFound nailed to his door his prize-winning terrierThen next day the old fool brought little biko to schoolAnd we all had to watch as he buried herHis eulogy to biko had all the tears a-flowingLa la la la la la la lieEven gods little creatures, they have to dieOur little town fell into a state of shockA lot of people were saying things that made little senseThen the next thing you know the head of handyman joeWas found in the fountain of the mayors residenceFoul play can really get a small town goingLa la la la la la la lieEven gods children all have to dieThen, in a cruel twist of fate, old mrs colgateWas stabbed but the job was not completeThe last thing she said before the cops pronounced herDeadWas, my killer is loretta and she lives across theStreet!Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoningLa la la la la la la lieThe young ones, the old ones, they all gotta dieYes, it is i, lottie. the curse of millhavenIve struck horror in the heart of this townLike my eyes aint green and my hair aint yellowIts more like the other way aroundI gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foamingLa la la la la la la lieSooner or later we all gotta dieSince I was no bigger than a weavil theyve been saying iWas evilThat if bad was a boot that Id fit itThat Im a wicked young lady, but Ive been trying hardLatelyO ***** it! Im a monster! I admit it!It makes me so mad my blood really starts a-goingLa la la la la la la lieMama always told me that we all gotta dieYeah, I drowned the blakey kid, stabbed mrs. colgate, iAdmitDid the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shedBut I never crucified little biko, that was two juniorHigh school psychosStinky bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized headIll sing to the lot, now you got me goingLa la la la la la la lieAll gods children have all gotta dieThere were all the others, all our sisters and brothersYou assumed were accidents, best forgottenRecall the children who broke through the ice on lakeTahoo?Everyone assumed the warning signs hadFollowed them to the bottomWell, theyre underneath the house where I do quite a bitOf stowingLa la la la la la la lieEven twenty little children, they had to dieAnd the fire of 91 that razed the bella vista slumThere was the biggest shit-fight this countrys ever seenInsurance companies ruined, land lords getting suedAll cause of wee girl with a can of gasolineThose flames really roared when the wind started blowingLa la la la la la la lieRich man, poor man, all got to dieWell I confessed to all these crimes and they put me onTrialI was laughing when they took me awayOff to the asylum in an old black mariahIt aint home, but you know, its *****ing better thanJailIt aint such bad old place to have a home inLa la la la la la la lieAll gods children they all gotta dieNow I got shrinks that will not rest with their endlessRorschach testsI keep telling them theyre out to get meThey ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, why ofCourse!There is so much more I could have done if theyd letMe!So its rorschach and prozac and everything is groovySinging la la la la la la la lieAll gods children they all have to dieLa la la la la la la lieIm happy as a lark and everything is fineSinging la la la la la la la lieYeah, everything is groovy and everything is fineSinging la la la la la la la lieAll gods children they gotta die
