It began one night at the Dew Drop Inn when the bar was fast
Midas pulled up to drink right after his regular Scientology class
hiding and guzzling he didn’t see the blue and white come in
Midas just looked up as they grabbed him in his sin
they yanked him out quick and tossed him in a trunk
when screaming did no good he fell into an L Ron funk
later much later the blue and white rang the bell at the old graveyard
a mad dog yelped as they drove past his guard
Midas was forced into a 79 Ford- another trunk another funk
the mad dog trotted over to smell the stink like from a skunk
high above the dirt the orange pie moon smiled a wicked smile
the story keeps going down the row three tenths of a mile…to be continued