John Wayne Gacy Jr by Sufjan Stevens

His father was a drinker
And his mother 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 underneath the house there
Find the few (1)____________ things
Rotting fast, in (2)__________ sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
With (3)__________ cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...

Are you one of them?

He dressed up like a clown for them
With his (4)________ paint white and red

And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a (5)______________ of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all (6)__________ clothes for them
He put a cloth on (7)__________ lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...

And in my best behavior
I am really just like him

Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid

(1) living(2) their(3) their(4) face(5) sleight(6) their(7) their