John Wayne Gacy Jr

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