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John Wayne Gacy, Jr.
My Brightest Diamond
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His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
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Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
When the swing set hit his head
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The neighbors, they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
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Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more
They were boys
With their cars
Summer jobs
Oh my God
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Are you one of them?
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He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
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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
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And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
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Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid
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