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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
by Sufjan Stevens
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His was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his and his conversation
Look the house there
the few living things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, were boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a for them
With his paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd ten thousand people
With a of his hand
far, running 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 best behavior
I am really him
beneath the boards
For the secrets I have hid
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his and his conversation
Look the house there
the few living things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, were boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a for them
With his paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd ten thousand people
With a of his hand
far, running 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 best behavior
I am really him
beneath the boards
For the secrets I have hid
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