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