I heard it time and time before, the preacher's digging in our backyards in the dead of night. Looking for the demon boards to put them out there on the front porch like it came back to life. Yeah, like it came back to life. "Some folks say it's just a toy, but that board game can take your soul away," I heard my mother say it. "It's a gateway to the underworld," my old Baptist preacher swore as he took our family's tithes away. And once in a while, you can hear him digging in our backyards. Yeah, in the backyards. And once in a while, you can hear him. We are desperate boys and girls and we all need to ask our Ouija boards what the spirits have to say. Churches bought stock and stopped their wars and Jim Morrison talked again to all the goth kids from his grave. And once in a while you can hear him howl in the backyard.
