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