The Curse of Millhaven Lyrics

[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
Even little Billy Blakey's boy, he had to die

[Verse 4]
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
Well his eulogy to Biko had all the tears flowing

[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's little creatures, they have to die

[Verse 5]
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

Well foul play can really get a small town going

[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
Even God's children, they have to die
[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
Mama always told me that we all gotta die

[Verse 9]
Well 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

[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children have all gotta die

[Verse 10]
Then there' 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

[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
Even twenty little children, now they had to die

[Verse 11]
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 a wee little girl with a can of gasoline

Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing

[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
Well a rich man and a poor man, they all gotta die

[Verse 12]
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
Well it ain't home, but you know, it's better than jail
It ain't such a bad old place to have a home in


[Refrain]
La la la la La la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die

[Verse 13]
Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them that I think 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 if they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac, and everything is groovy

[Outro]
Singing La la la la La la la lie
Well, 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
La la la la, la la la lie
Everything is groovy and everything is fine
La la la la, la la la lie
Well, all God's children they gotta die

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