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I live in a town called millhaven

And its small and its mean and its cold

But if you come around just as the sun goes down

You can watch the whole town turn to gold

Its around about then that I used to go a-roaming

Singing la la la la la la la lie

All gods children they all gotta die

My name is loretta BUT I PREFER LOTTIE

Im closing in on my fifteenth year

And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green

Then you sure didnt see them around here

My hair is yellow and Im always a-combing

La la la la la la la lie

Mama often told me we all got to die

You must have heard about the curse of millhaven

How last christmas bill blakes little boy didnt come

Home

They found him next week in one mile creek

His head bashed in and his pockets full of stones

Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning

La la la la la la la lie

Even little billy blakes boy, he had to die

Then professor orye from millhaven high

Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier

Then 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 gods 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 mayors residence

Foul play can really get a small town going

La la la la la la la lie

Even gods 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

Ive struck horror in the heart of this town

Like my eyes aint green and my hair aint yellow

Its 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 weavil theyve been saying i

Was evil

That if bad was a boot that Id fit it

That Im a wicked young lady, but Ive been trying hard

Lately

O fuck it! Im a monster! I admit it!

It makes me so mad 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

Ill sing to the lot, now you got me going

La la la la la la la lie

All gods children have all gotta die

There were 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, theyre 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 countrys ever seen

Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued

All cause of wee 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 aint home, but you know, its fucking better than

Jail

It aint such bad old place to have a home in

La la la la la la la lie

All gods children they all gotta die

Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless

Rorschach tests

I keep telling them theyre out to get me

They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, why of

Course!

There is so much more I could have done if theyd let

Me!

So its rorschach and prozac and everything is groovy

Singing la la la la la la la lie

All gods children they all have to die

La la la la la la la lie

Im happy as a lark 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

All gods children they gotta die

 

 

here, is her story being recited by nick cave

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Given the point he was trying to get across was the fact he's steamingly obsessed with a slightly northern british teenager

i thought it didn't belong in the music forum, why not start up a nick cave thread in general, instead of just singling out one line in one song and bolding it out to try flag some attention...

 

S'what im saying.

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Your call Jax, since you are Co-Mod of the Music forum with DoJ. You want it there or here? I could care less if it's here or not, but seems like ASC doesn't like the thread being here, and you think it belongs in the Music forum, so I leave it to you.

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Your call Jax, since you are Co-Mod of the Music forum with DoJ. You want it there or here? I could care less if it's here or not, but seems like ASC doesn't like the thread being here, and you think it belongs in the Music forum, so I leave it to you.

I moved it back to Music once already and DoJ moved it back. He's completely PMS over this thread.

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I moved it back to Music once already and DoJ moved it back. He's completely PMS over this thread.

I moved it earlier today back to Music and he did the same thing. You, me, ASC, and probably others all feel it should be in Music, but DoJ is having a hissyfit over all this, so oh well, guess keep it here for now.

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Given the point he was trying to get across was the fact he's steamingly obsessed with a slightly northern british teenager

 

And what may I ask is wrong with that? And in just how can someone be "slightly" Northern? Is she not Northern enough for your liking? Should she be wearing a flat cap, holding a pie in one hand, an Anti-Thatcherite placard in the other and a pipe in her mouth as she marches the wind torn slag covered streets of the pit-village that bore her demanding the mines be reopened?

 

i thought it didn't belong in the music forum, why not start up a nick cave thread in general, instead of just singling out one line in one song and bolding it out to try flag some attention...

 

S'what im saying.

 

It gave me an opportunity to listen to an awesome song, isn't that point enough. All of this, you moving the thread, us arguing that it should stay, this is pointless.

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And in just how can someone be "slightly" Northern? Is she not Northern enough for your liking? Should she be wearing a flat cap, holding a pie in one hand, an Anti-Thatcherite placard in the other and a pipe in her mouth as she marches the wind torn slag covered streets of the pit-village that bore her demanding the mines be reopened?

Man, why did this thread have to happen int eh first week fo November. That would have been an AWESOME halloween costume for Lottie.

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Man, why did this thread have to happen int eh first week fo November. That would have been an AWESOME halloween costume for Lottie.

 

It's not a costume man, this is Lottie's life we're talking about.

 

You'll never live like common people,

you'll never do what common people do,

you'll never fail like common people,

you'll never watch your life slide out of view,

and dance and drink and screw,

because there's nothing else to do.

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Ah, that's her all right. The Devil's in the details, and you got them down, like a true rugged northern lass, she doesn't open the tin to eat her Fray Bentos, she just bites through with her working class gums. This has been the way round 'er parts ever since Maggie sent all the tin openers to the Falklands and had every dentist north of Cheshire shot as traitors upon hearing that they had voted Labour.

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