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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
de Sufjan Stevens
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His was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
John Wayne's t-shirts
When the hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look the house there
Find the few things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, they boys
With cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am like him
Look beneath the boards
For the secrets I have hid
And his mother cried in bed
John Wayne's t-shirts
When the hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look the house there
Find the few things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, they boys
With cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am like him
Look beneath the boards
For the secrets I have hid
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