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The Curse of Millhaven
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Lyrics


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I live in a town called Millhaven
And it's small and it's mean and it's cold
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
A-la la la la la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die

My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you sure didn't see them around here
Well my hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la la la la lie
Mama often told me that we all got to die

You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
They found him next week up in One Mile Creek
With 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 Bill Blake's boy, he had to die

Then Professor O'Rye 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
Well his eulogy to Biko had all the tears flowing
La la la la la la la lie
Even God's 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
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
La la la la la la la lie
Even God's children they have to die

Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not complete
Well 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, and the old ones, they all gotta die

"Yes, it is I, Lottie, The Curse Of Millhaven"
I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow
It's 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 they've been saying I was evil
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
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
Well 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

Well yeah, I drowned the Bailey 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
La la la la la la la lie
All God's children have all gotta die

Then there were all of 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
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
That was the biggest shit-fire 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
La la la la la la la lie
Well the rich man, poor man, they 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
Well it ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail
It ain't such bad old place to have a home in
La la la la la la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die

Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests
I keep telling them they're 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 they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
La la la la, yes, 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
Yeah, everything is groovy, everything is fine
La la la la la la la lie
Well all God's children they gotta die

Overall Meaning

The Curse of Millhaven is a song that delves into the darker aspects of human nature. The singer, Lottie, is a teenage girl who lives in the small, cold, and mean town of Millhaven. She is portrayed as a psychopath who has committed multiple murders, including drowning a child, stabbing an old lady, and killing animals. The townspeople are in shock and make little sense of the events that take place. Lottie is eventually caught, confesses to her crimes and is sent to an asylum, but she is content and happy there. The song touches on themes of violence, madness, and the inevitability of death.


The narrative of the song is structured in a way that makes it seem as if Lottie is speaking directly to the listener. The use of the first-person perspective makes Lottie's confessions feel all the more unsettling. Nick Cave's spoken-sung delivery style adds to the haunting nature of the lyrics. The song has been interpreted in numerous ways, including as a critique of small-town mentality, as an exploration of mental illness, or as a commentary on the nature of evil.


Line by Line Meaning

I live in a town called Millhaven
The song is sung by Lottie, who resides in the small and cold town of Millhaven.


And it's small and it's mean and it's cold
Millhaven is an unpleasant town.


But if you come around just as the sun goes down
The town can be beautiful during sunset.


You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
The sunset makes the town look better.


It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
Lottie roams around the town during sunset.


All God's children they all gotta die
Death is inevitable for everyone.


My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
Loretta's nickname is Lottie.


I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
Lottie is almost 15 years old.


And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green
Lottie has very striking green eyes.


Then you sure didn't see them around here
Lottie's green eyes are unique to Millhaven.


Well my hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
Lottie has blonde hair that she frequently combs.


Mama often told me that we all got to die
Lottie's mother has warned her that death is inevitable.


You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven
The town of Millhaven is known for a curse.


How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
A child went missing last Christmas in Millhaven.


They found him next week up in One Mile Creek
The child's body was found in the creek a week later.


With his head bashed in and his pockets full of stones
The child was murdered and his body weighted with stones.


Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning
The murder caused a lot of grief and mourning.


Even Bill Blake's boy, he had to die
Bill Blake's son was one of the victims of The Curse of Millhaven.


Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven High
A Professor from Millhaven High was the next victim.


Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier
The Professor's dog was killed and displayed on his doorstep as a message.


Then next day the old fool brought little Biko to school
The next day, the Professor's daughter brought their dog to school to bury it.


And we all had to watch as he buried her
The students had to witness the burial of the dog.


Well his eulogy to Biko had all the tears flowing
The Professor's speech at the dog's burial was very emotional.


Even God's little creatures, they have to die
The dog also fell victim to The Curse of Millhaven.


Our little town fell into a state of shock
The town was traumatized by the events.


A lot of people were saying things that made little sense
The townspeople were struggling to come to terms with the events.


The next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
The next victim was Handyman Joe.


Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence
His head was found in the Mayor's fountain.


Well foul play can really get a small town going
The murder intensified the fear and panic in the town.


Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate
Mrs. Colgate was the final victim mentioned in the song.


Was stabbed but the job was not complete
Mrs. Colgate was attacked but not killed.


Well the last thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Mrs. Colgate identified Lottie as her attacker before she died.


Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives across the street!"
Mrs. Colgate accused Lottie of attempting to kill her.


Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
Lottie was quickly apprehended by the police.


The young ones, and the old ones, they all gotta die
Death is inevitable for everyone, regardless of age.


"Yes, it is I, Lottie, The Curse Of Millhaven"
Lottie confesses to the murders.


I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Lottie has caused fear and horror in the town.


Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow It's more like the other way around
Lottie's eyes and hair are actually the opposite color from what she previously claimed.


I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming
Lottie's appearance is deceptive, as she appears harmless and innocent despite her horrific actions.


Sooner or later, we all gotta die
Once again, Lottie acknowledges that death is inevitable for everyone.


Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying I was evil
Lottie has been labeled as evil since she was very young.


That if "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
Lottie is seen as the epitome of evil in the town.


That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
Lottie finally admits that she is a monster, despite her prior efforts to prove otherwise.


Well it makes me so mad my blood really starts a-going Mama always told me that we all gotta die
Lottie is angry that she can't change the fact that death is inevitable.


Well yeah, I drowned the Bailey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed
Lottie admits to multiple murders in the song.


But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
Lottie clears her name for one of the murders, as she blames two other boys for killing Biko.


I'll sing to the lot, now that you got me going All God's children have all gotta die
Lottie ends the song with a final reminder that death is inevitable for everyone.


Then there were all of the others, all our sisters and brothers You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
Lottie claims responsibility for many other deaths that appeared to be accidents.


Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo? Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom
Lottie reveals that she caused the deaths of many children who drowned in a lake, despite the presence of warning signs.


Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
Lottie has been hiding the bodies of her many victims underneath her house.


Even twenty little children, they had to die
Lottie killed many innocent children, in addition to her adult victims.


And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum That was the biggest shit-fire this country's ever seen Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued All cause of a wee little girl with a can of gasoline
Lottie caused a massive fire in the town that destroyed an entire neighborhood and caused many casualties.


Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing
The fire was especially destructive due to high winds.


Well the rich man, poor man, they all got to die
Lottie's murders show that death is inevitable for everyone, regardless of social status.


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
Lottie was caught and put on trial for her crimes, eventually ending up in an asylum.


Well it ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail It ain't such bad old place to have a home in
Lottie is content with her new home in the asylum, despite its unpleasant nature.


Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests I keep telling them they're out to get me
Lottie is being psychologically evaluated in the asylum and she believes the doctors are conspiring against her.


They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course, There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!"
Lottie claims to feel remorse for her actions, but also expresses regret that she wasn't able to commit even more murders.


So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy La la la la, yes, la la la lie Well all God's children they all have to die
Lottie is being treated with medication and therapy, but still remains resigned to the fact that death is inevitable for everyone.


I'm happy as a lark now, and everything is fine Yeah, everything is groovy, everything is fine
Despite being in an asylum, Lottie is content with her situation and denies feeling remorse for her crimes.


Well all God's children they gotta die
Lottie repeats the central theme of the song once more.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Nicholas Cave

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@mpalumbo27

I live in a town called Millhaven,
And it's small and it's mean and it's cold,
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whole thing turn to gold
It's around then that I used to go a-roaming
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
All God's children, they all gotta die!
My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie
I'm closing in on my fifteenth year
And if you think that you've seen a pair of eyes more green
Then you sure haven't seen them around here
My hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
Mama oft' told me that we all got to die!
You must have heard about the Curse of Millhaven,
How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home
They found him the next week, up in One Mile creek
With 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 Bill Blake's boy, he had to die!
Then Professor O'Rye, 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
Well his eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
Even God's 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 Mayor's residence
Foul play can really get a small town going
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
Even God's children, they have to die!
In a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs. Colgate
Was stabbed but the job was not complete
Well, 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 got to die!
Yes, it is I, Lottie, the Curse of Millhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow —
It's 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 weevil they've been saying I was evil
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
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
It makes me so mad that 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 Baley 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
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
All God's 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, they're 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 country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued
All cause of a wee girl with a can of gasoline
Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing!
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
The rich men, and the poor men, they 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
Well it ain't home, but you know, it's better than jail
It ain't such bad old place to have a home in
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
All God's children they all gotta die!
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 is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
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
Yeah, everything is groovy, everything is fine
La la-la-la, la la-la-lie
All God's children they gotta die

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