John Wayne Gacy
Oh no, Dad, it's okay, Dad
You're just boozin', I'm just cruisin', we can hold back
C'mon, Dad, it's okay, Dad
We're just bruisin', it's amusin', we can go back, oh
Oh, such a pretty face, made to deliver
Exit through the crawlspace or into the river
Took the charges for the ultimate thrill
Kentucky Fried Chicken and kill
Timothy, who? John, Darrell, Randall, Sam, Michael, and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone, Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy, and Jon, and John, Matthew, a boy, Rob, and John
Russell, and Robert, and Tommy, and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
Robert? Who else?
Who, who, who?
Maybe you!
33 boys, Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys, ol' John is back on track
All 33 pled, I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead and you can kiss my ass
Funeral parlor decoy, nothing to rack up
Little Gacy, fat boy, deep under the makeup
Man of the year, man of fear, man of will
Join the Jolly Joker Club and kill
Timothy, who? John, Darrell, Randall, Sam, Michael, and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone, Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy, and Jon, and John, Matthew, a boy, Rob, and John
Russell, and Robert, and Tommy, and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
Robert, who else?
Who, who, who?
Maybe you!
33 boys, Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys, ol' John is back on track
All 33 pled, I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead and you can kiss my ass
Cloth and chloroform, leaving nothing much to find
Road signs flyin' by in a twilight state of mind
Norwood Park's dry, the rest for you guys to find
33 and more in the crawlspace of my mind
33 boys, Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys, ol' John is back on track
All 33 pled, I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead and you can kiss my ass
Timothy, who? John, Darrell, Randall, Sam, Michael, and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone, Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy, and Jon, and John, Matthew, a boy, Rob, and John
Russell, and Robert, and Tommy, and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
33 boys
Oh, 33 toys
33 boys
Oh, 33 toys
You're just boozin', I'm just cruisin', we can hold back
C'mon, Dad, it's okay, Dad
We're just bruisin', it's amusin', we can go back, oh
Oh, such a pretty face, made to deliver
Exit through the crawlspace or into the river
Took the charges for the ultimate thrill
Kentucky Fried Chicken and kill
Timothy, who? John, Darrell, Randall, Sam, Michael, and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone, Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy, and Jon, and John, Matthew, a boy, Rob, and John
Russell, and Robert, and Tommy, and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
Robert? Who else?
Who, who, who?
Maybe you!
33 boys, Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys, ol' John is back on track
All 33 pled, I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead and you can kiss my ass
Funeral parlor decoy, nothing to rack up
Little Gacy, fat boy, deep under the makeup
Man of the year, man of fear, man of will
Join the Jolly Joker Club and kill
Timothy, who? John, Darrell, Randall, Sam, Michael, and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone, Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy, and Jon, and John, Matthew, a boy, Rob, and John
Russell, and Robert, and Tommy, and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
Robert, who else?
Who, who, who?
Maybe you!
33 boys, Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys, ol' John is back on track
All 33 pled, I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead and you can kiss my ass
Cloth and chloroform, leaving nothing much to find
Road signs flyin' by in a twilight state of mind
Norwood Park's dry, the rest for you guys to find
33 and more in the crawlspace of my mind
33 boys, Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys, ol' John is back on track
All 33 pled, I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead and you can kiss my ass
Timothy, who? John, Darrell, Randall, Sam, Michael, and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone, Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy, and Jon, and John, Matthew, a boy, Rob, and John
Russell, and Robert, and Tommy, and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
33 boys
Oh, 33 toys
33 boys
Oh, 33 toys
Credits
Writer(s): Finley Grayson, Skynd Skynd, S.fatherr S.fatherr
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