Words by Reese Roper
Music by Scott Kerr

It's five minutes from the show
So where the heck did Micah go?
I don't know, he's not around
I didn't hear him make a sound
His whereabouts we could not find
I think we left him behind
Have you seen him?

Micah -- where did Micah go?
Micah -- he should be at our show
Micah -- guess that we should find him
Micah -- 'cause we kind of like him here

Poor John Walsh, his heart bleeding
"Have You Seen Me?" milk jugs reading
Does this face ring a bell?
Is he lost inside some well?
I think we left him at the show
I think we left him in Toledo

Micah -- where did Micah go?
Micah -- he should be at our show
Micah -- guess that we should find him
Micah -- 'cause we kind of like him here

We've got a roll of duct-tape
For the next time he tries to run away
Come on, Micah, it's time for your feeding
Do you want another senseless beating?