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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
John Wayne's t-shirts
When the hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his humor and his conversation
underneath the there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a for them
With his 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 sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all clothes for them
He put a on their lips
Quiet hands, on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I hid
And his mother cried in bed
John Wayne's t-shirts
When the hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his humor and his conversation
underneath the there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a for them
With his 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 sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all clothes for them
He put a on their lips
Quiet hands, on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I hid
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