John Wayne Gacy
SKYND
Oh no, dad
It′s okay, dad
You're just boozingI′m just cruising
We can hold back
C'mon, dad
It's okay, dad
We′re just bruising
It′s amusing
We can go back
Oh, such a pretty face, made to deliver
Exit through the crawlspace or into the river
Drop the charges for the ultimate thrill
Kentucky Fried Chicken and kill
Timothy, who? John, Darrell
Randall, Sam, Michael and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone
Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy and Jon and John
Matthew, a boy, Rob and John
Russell and Robert and Tommy and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie, and James
Robert? Who else?
Who, who, who?
Maybe you!
33 boys
Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys
Ol' John is back on track
Oh, 33 plan
I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead
And you can kiss my ass
Funeral parlor decoy, nothing to rack up
Little Gacy, fat boy, deep under the makeup
Man of the year, man of fear, man of will
Join the Jolly Joker Club and kill
Timothy, who? John, Darrell
Randall, Sam, Michael and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone
Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy and Jon and John
Matthew, a boy, Rob and John
Russell and Robert and Tommy and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie and James
Robert? Who else?
Who, who, who?
Maybe you!
33 boys
Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys
Ol′ John is back on track
Oh, 33 plan
I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead
And you can kiss my ass
Cloth in chloroform
Leaving nothing much to find
Road signs flying by
In a twilight state of mind
Norwood Park's dry
The rest for you guys to find
33 and more
In the crawlspace of my mind
33 boys
Pogo the Clown is back
Oh, 33 toys
Ol′ John is back on track
Oh, 33 plan
I had my fun at last
Now everyone is dead
And you can kiss my ass
Timothy, who? John, Darrell
Randall, Sam, Michael and Billy
Jimmy, who? Ricky, someone
Kenneth, who? Michael, Willy
Greg, a boy and Jon and John
Matthew, a boy, Rob and John
Russell and Robert and Tommy and David
And William, Timothy, Frankie and James
33 boys
Oh, 33 toys
33 boys
Oh, 33 toys
