John Wayne Gacy, Jr. Sufjan Stevens
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Capo 3
Dm: 000231
C: 032010
Am: 002210
F: 003211
Intro: Dm, C, Am, F
[Dm]His father was a drink[C]er
And his moth[Am]er cried in bed[F]
[Dm]Folding John Wayne's t-shirts[C]
When the swings[Am]et hit his head[F]
[Dm]The neighbors they adored h[C]im
For his hum[Am]or and his conversati[F]on
[Dm]Look underneath the house there [C]
Find the few living [Am]things, rotting fast, in thei[F]r sleep
Oh, the dead
[Dm]Twenty-seven people[C]
Even mor[Am]e, they were boys
With their cars,[F] summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?
[Dm]He dressed up like a clown fo[C]r them
With his face[Am] paint white and red[F]
[Dm]And on his best behavior [C]
In a d[Am]ark room on the bed [F]
He kissed them all
[Dm]He'd kill ten thousand people [C]
With a sle[Am]ight of his hand
Running far, r[F]unning fast to the dead[Dm]
[Dm]He took off all their clothe[C]s for them
He put a cloth[Am] on their lips
Quiet hand[F]s, quiet kiss on the mouth[Dm]
[Dm]And in my best behavi[C]or
I am rea[Am]lly just like him[F]
[Dm]Look beneath the floor b[C]oards
For the secr[Am]ets I have hid[F]
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