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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
Look underneath the house there
Find the few things
Rotting fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they boys
their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up a clown for them
With his paint and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
far, to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look the floor 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 him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few things
Rotting fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they boys
their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up a clown for them
With his paint and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
far, to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
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