Song | John Wayne Gacy. Jr. |
Artist | Sufjan Stevens |
Album | Illinois |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:24.58] | His father was a drinker |
[00:28.82] | And his mother cried in bed |
[00:33.38] | Folding John Wayne's T-shirts |
[00:39.78] | When the swingset hit his head |
[00:45.73] | The neighbors they adored him |
[00:52.19] | For his humor and his conversation |
[01:00.11] | Look underneath the house there |
[01:03.82] | Find the few living things |
[01:06.66] | Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead |
[01:11.94] | Twenty-seven people, even more |
[01:16.94] | They were boys with their cars, summer jobs |
[01:21.57] | Oh my God |
[01:28.26] | Are you one of them? |
[01:35.52] | He dressed up like a clown for them |
[01:38.97] | With his face paint white and red |
[01:45.62] | And on his best behavior |
[01:50.96] | In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all |
[01:58.62] | He'd kill ten thousand people |
[02:02.63] | With a sleight of his hand |
[02:05.74] | Running far, running fast to the dead |
[02:10.58] | He took off all their clothes for them |
[02:14.44] | He put a cloth on their lips |
[02:17.34] | Quiet hands, quiet kiss |
[02:20.34] | On the mouth |
[02:34.51] | And in my best behavior |
[02:38.17] | I am really just like him |
[02:46.26] | Look beneath the floorboards |
[02:50.07] | For the secrets I have hid |
[02:56.00] |
[00:24.58] | His father was a drinker |
[00:28.82] | And his mother cried in bed |
[00:33.38] | Folding John Wayne s Tshirts |
[00:39.78] | When the swingset hit his head |
[00:45.73] | The neighbors they adored him |
[00:52.19] | For his humor and his conversation |
[01:00.11] | Look underneath the house there |
[01:03.82] | Find the few living things |
[01:06.66] | Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead |
[01:11.94] | Twentyseven people, even more |
[01:16.94] | They were boys with their cars, summer jobs |
[01:21.57] | Oh my God |
[01:28.26] | Are you one of them? |
[01:35.52] | He dressed up like a clown for them |
[01:38.97] | With his face paint white and red |
[01:45.62] | And on his best behavior |
[01:50.96] | In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all |
[01:58.62] | He d kill ten thousand people |
[02:02.63] | With a sleight of his hand |
[02:05.74] | Running far, running fast to the dead |
[02:10.58] | He took off all their clothes for them |
[02:14.44] | He put a cloth on their lips |
[02:17.34] | Quiet hands, quiet kiss |
[02:20.34] | On the mouth |
[02:34.51] | And in my best behavior |
[02:38.17] | I am really just like him |
[02:46.26] | Look beneath the floorboards |
[02:50.07] | For the secrets I have hid |
[02:56.00] |
[00:24.58] | His father was a drinker |
[00:28.82] | And his mother cried in bed |
[00:33.38] | Folding John Wayne s Tshirts |
[00:39.78] | When the swingset hit his head |
[00:45.73] | The neighbors they adored him |
[00:52.19] | For his humor and his conversation |
[01:00.11] | Look underneath the house there |
[01:03.82] | Find the few living things |
[01:06.66] | Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead |
[01:11.94] | Twentyseven people, even more |
[01:16.94] | They were boys with their cars, summer jobs |
[01:21.57] | Oh my God |
[01:28.26] | Are you one of them? |
[01:35.52] | He dressed up like a clown for them |
[01:38.97] | With his face paint white and red |
[01:45.62] | And on his best behavior |
[01:50.96] | In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all |
[01:58.62] | He d kill ten thousand people |
[02:02.63] | With a sleight of his hand |
[02:05.74] | Running far, running fast to the dead |
[02:10.58] | He took off all their clothes for them |
[02:14.44] | He put a cloth on their lips |
[02:17.34] | Quiet hands, quiet kiss |
[02:20.34] | On the mouth |
[02:34.51] | And in my best behavior |
[02:38.17] | I am really just like him |
[02:46.26] | Look beneath the floorboards |
[02:50.07] | For the secrets I have hid |
[02:56.00] |