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