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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
by Sufjan Stevens
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His was a drinker
And his mother 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
underneath the house there
the few things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
a sleight of his hand
Running far, running to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am just like him
Look the boards
For the secrets I have hid
And his mother 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
underneath the house there
the few things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
a sleight of his hand
Running far, running to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am just like him
Look the boards
For the secrets I have hid
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