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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
by Sufjan Stevens
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His father was a drinker
And his cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his and his conversation
the house there
the few living things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark on the bed
He them all
He'd ten thousand people
With a of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am like him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
And his cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his and his conversation
the house there
the few living things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark on the bed
He them all
He'd ten thousand people
With a of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am like him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
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