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