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