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John Wayne Gacy, Jr.
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His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
full lyrics... 
His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
acoustic rhythm piano
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
acoustic rhythm guitars

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
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He took off all their clothes for them
Publisher: NEW JERUSALEM MUSIC PUBLISHING
Look beneath the floor boards
They were boys, with their cars
With a slight of his hand, running far, running fast to the dead
Songwriter: Sufjan Stevens
Find the few living things, rotting fast
Summer jobs, Oh my God
His father was a drinker
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
And on his best behavior
The neighbors, they adored him
Twenty-seven people, even more
In their sleep all were dead
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
He'd kill ten thousand people
For the secrets I have hid
With his face paint white and red
He put a cloth on their lips, quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth
I am really just like him
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