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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
Easy
by Sufjan Stevens
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His was a drinker
And his cried 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
Look underneath the there
Find 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 for them
With his paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, to the dead
He off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am just like him
beneath the boards
For the secrets I hid
And his cried 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
Look underneath the there
Find 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 for them
With his paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, to the dead
He off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am just like him
beneath the boards
For the secrets I hid
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