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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 adored him
For his and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face white and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd kill ten people
a sleight of his hand
Running far, to the dead
He took off all their for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am just him
Look beneath the floor 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 adored him
For his and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
fast, in sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, boys
With their cars, jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face white and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd kill ten people
a sleight of his hand
Running far, to the dead
He took off all their for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, kiss on the mouth...
And in my behavior
I am just him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
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