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letra de john wayne gacy, jr. - elijah lyons

[barsine]
his father was a drinker
and his mother cried in bed
folding john wayne’s t-shirts
when the swingset 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

[barsine & nacna]
twenty-seven people
even more, they were boys
with their cars, summer jobs
oh my god
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 k!ll ten thousand people
with a slight 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
[barsine]
and in my best behavior
i am really just like him
look beneath the floor boards
for the secrets i have hid

- elijah lyons

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