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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 hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they boys
With their cars, summer 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 best behavior
In a room on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
a sleight of his hand
Running far, fast to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on lips
Quiet hands, on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just him
beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they boys
With their cars, summer 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 best behavior
In a room on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
a sleight of his hand
Running far, fast to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on lips
Quiet hands, on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just him
beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
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