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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
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the there
Find the few living things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, they were boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a clown for them
With his paint and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd ten thousand people
With a of his hand
Running far, to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
beneath the boards
For the I 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 humor and his conversation
Look underneath the there
Find the few living things
fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, they were boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He up like a clown for them
With his paint and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd ten thousand people
With a of his hand
Running far, to the dead
He off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
beneath the boards
For the I hid
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