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