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My friend’s little sister started a game of hangman with me, and it immediately sparked an analogy to writing/composing in my head. I often have one word or phrase that I start with as inspiration and after that, it becomes a bit of a crossword puzzle or guessing game in order to finish it. This one took a long time, two years to finish! I have four versions of this song recorded, and the one above is the one that made the album.
Lyrics
A friendly little game of HangmanStick figure hangin' there by his head
You whisper vowels in my ear
and though the answer's still unclear
The blanks we leave will surely fill themselves
Like a song we knew so well
We knew so well
We knew so well
A little game of innuendo
and we all know where the
answer goes
I see you're tempted now to cheat
and make my self defeat complete
So I sip on vinegar that
once was wine
in unemployment lines with the
monks and scribes
A little game of innuendo
a friendly means
to a meanless end
that ends so well
A deadly little game of Hangman
and I'll be hangin' by a consonant
The fickle muse is playing
games again
and there's no noose that's a
good noose
at the gallows pole
the hangman knows
A little game of
innuendo
A snow white page
and a broken pencil
that's out of lead
A missing letter for the Hangman
I've never felt so inarticulate
A dying wish before I lose
A desperate prayer for a clue
Can I take a walk around this
writer's block?
To find the words I want to
To find this song I need to
This little song that wants to write itself
Hangman
Hey Man
Hangman
Hang....
“Can I take a walk around this writer’s block?”
Great stuff.
That was awesome. Really creative new thoughts on an old game. I extremely appreciate how this song can portray a relation to many aspects in life. Thanks for making it.