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