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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 they adored him
For his and his conversation
underneath the house there
the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they boys
With cars, summer 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 room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten people
a of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took 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 just like him
beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I hid
And his cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The they adored him
For his and his conversation
underneath the house there
the few things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they boys
With cars, summer 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 room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten people
a of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took 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 just like him
beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I hid
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