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
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
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 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
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid
This song is incredibly sad and powerful. Every time I listen to it, I feel myself blown away by the message Sufjan Stevens portrays. The story and philosophy of this song are amazing. I remember having many conversations about the last two lines of the song, which is ultimately what this song is about. It's not celebrating what John Gacy did, but reminding people that we are no better than he, when we so often would like to think that we are. This song also shows the potential of any person to become the worst. All humans are naturally in a horrible state, most people refrain from horrible actions like murder, but can't quite get away from the horrible thoughts that lead to the actions like anger, hatred, jealousy, and the like. The thoughts are just as bad as the actions.
1 John 3:15 (ESV)
"Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life abiding in him."
Listening to this song nearly brought me to tears this specific time. Honestly, I would like to think I'm better than a serial killer, but how many times have I hated my brother? Probably more than 10,000 times. Every time I listen to this song, it's a slap in the face waking me up to the reality that I am not perfect, that I need to grow, that I need to learn, that I need to love, that I need some help for everything that I need to do. Honestly, there is no way I could do all this on my own.
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