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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
When the hit his head
The they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
the few living things
fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a for them
With his paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd 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
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the I hid
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the hit his head
The they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
the few living things
fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a for them
With his paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd 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
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the I hid
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