Necktie Birthday Party

The hanged man is dressed in his Sunday best  
He slowly dangles from the tree  
Neighborhood kids run out with sticks  
Ready to break this pinata and take his treats  
Oh it's quite a happy birthday indeed  
 
He doesn't know what he did to get here  
But the catastrophic medley is played just for him  
The trailer park dads watch as they sip their beer  
Cheering pure hearted kids who try to break him  
Hoping to burst out the jelly and get to his candy center  
 
During his agony he wonders the entire time  
He can't imagine, what was his crime?  
Was he a thief? Or was he a obscene?  
Was he abusive? Was he a freak?  
Was he a murderer? Or was he simply a queen?  
 
Now his bones are broken and bent sideways  
He's the innocent star of a snuff film  
He's staring absently at death  
And he sings with his final breath,  
 
"Happy birthday to me"  
"Happy birthday to me"  
"Happy birthday dear hanged man"  
"Happy birthday to me"