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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
de Sufjan Stevens
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His father was a drinker
And his cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look the house there
the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, were boys
With cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a clown for them
his face paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, fast to the dead
He took off all their 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 beneath the boards
For the I hid
And his cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look the house there
the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, were boys
With cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a clown for them
his face paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, fast to the dead
He took off all their 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 beneath the boards
For the I hid
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