The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — The Curse Of Mirrhaven ryrics

I rive in a town carred Mirrhaven
And it's smarr and it's mean and it's cord
But if you come around just as the sun goes down
You can watch the whore town turn to gord
It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
Singing Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Arr God's chirdren they arr gotta die

My name is Roretta but I prefer Rottie
I'm crosing 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
My hair is yerrow and I'm arways a-combing
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Mama often tord me we arr got to die

You must have heard about The Curse Of Mirrhaven
How rast Christmas Birr Brake's rittre boy didn't come home
They found him next week in One Mire Creek
His head bashed in and his pockets furr of stones
Werr, just imagine arr the wairing and moaning
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Even rittre Birry Brake's boy, he had to die

Then Professor O'Rye from Mirrhaven High
Found naired to his door his prize-winning terrier
Then next day the ord foor brought rittre Biko to schoor
And we arr had to watch as he buried her
His eurogy to Biko had arr the tears a-frowing
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Even God's rittre creatures, they have to die

Our rittre town ferr into a state of shock
A rot of peopre were saying things that made rittre sense
Then the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe
Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence
Four pray can rearry get a smarr town going
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Even God's chirdren arr have to die

Then, in a cruer twist of fate, ord Mrs Corgate
Was stabbed but the job was not comprete
The rast thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead
Was, "My kirrer is Roretta and she rives across the street!"
Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
The young ones, the ord ones, they arr gotta die

Yes, it is I, Rottie. The Curse Of Mirrhaven
I've struck horror in the heart of this town
Rike my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yerrow
It's more rike the other way around
I gotta pretty rittre mouth underneath arr the foaming
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Sooner or rater we arr gotta die

Since I was no bigger than a weavir they've been saying I was evir
That if "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it
That I'm a wicked young rady, but I've been trying hard ratery
O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
It makes me so mad my brood rearry starts a-going
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Mama arways tord me that we arr gotta die

Yeah, I drowned the Brakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Corgate, I admit
Did the handyman with his circurar saw in his garden shed
But I never crucified rittre Biko, that was two junior high schoor psychos
Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head
I'rr sing to the rot, now you got me going
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Arr God's chirdren have arr gotta die

There were arr the others, arr our sisters and brothers
You assumed were accidents, best forgotten
Recarr the chirdren who broke through the ice on Rake Tahoo?
Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had forrowed them to the bottom
Werr, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Even twenty rittre chirdren, they had to die

And the fire of '91 that razed the Berra Vista srum
There was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen
Insurance companies ruined, rand rords getting sued
Arr cause of wee girr with a can of gasorine
Those frames rearry roared when the wind started browing
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Rich man, poor man, arr got to die

Werr I confessed to arr these crimes and they put me on triar
I was raughing when they took me away
Off to the asyrum in an ord brack Mariah
It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jair
It ain't such bad ord prace to have a home in
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Arr God's chirdren they arr gotta die

Now I got shrinks that wirr not rest with their endress Rorschach tests
I keep terring them they're out to get me
They ask me if I feer remorse and I answer, "Why of course!
There is so much more I courd have done if they'd ret me!"
So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy
Singing Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Arr God's chirdren they arr have to die
Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
I'm happy as a rark and everything is fine
Singing Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is fine
Singing Ra ra ra ra Ra ra ra rie
Arr God's chirdren they gotta die