John Wayne Gacy, Jr.
His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swing set hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things, rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead men
27 people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God, oh
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth
And in my best behavior
I am really just like 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 swing set hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things, rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead men
27 people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God, oh
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid
Credits
Writer(s): Simon Folke Josef Norrsveden, Oskar Peter Lukas Ekeberg, Carl Martin Jonathan Lundin, Johan Anders Michael Harrius, Robin Alexander Goethberg
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