Hash songs

Hanoi, Hanoi A wonderful place to hash We have great fun Dodging the shit and trash Our skies are always clear And we have ice cold beer So come along, And sing this song, On the wonderful Hanoi Hash

And the hares, (and the hares), and the hares, (and the hares), And the hares on her dicky-di-do hung down to her knees. One black and one white. And one with a bit of shite on, And the hares on her dicky-di-do hung down to her knees.

He’s the meanest He sucks the horse’s penis He’s the meanest He’s the horse’s arse Ever since he found it He’s the meanest

Why was he born so beautiful, Why was he born at all. He’s no fucking use to anyone, He’s no fucking use at all. He might be a joy to his mother, But he’s a pain in the asshole to me!

She’s all right, she’s all right She’s little bit flat-chested, but she’s all right

We’ve got virgins (We’ve got virgins) At our Hash (At our Hash) Gonna get ‘em drunked up (Gonna get ‘em drunked up) Down-Down-Down (Down-Down-Down)

Hashers, the Hashers, he’s the bigest wank in history, From the, town of Northboro, He’s the leader of debauchery, Half-mind, trailing shiggy through the years, Watch him, as he drinks a lot of beers, Down-down, down-down-down-down, etc.

What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank, What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank, What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank, What a waaaaank, what a wank, wank, wank.

Here’s to _____, he’s true blue. He’s a bastard through and through, He’s a pisspot so they say. He tried to get to heaven, But he went the other way. Drinking down, down, down down, Down, down, down, down, down, Down, down, down, down, down

You should have used more flour and chalk We followed your marks but they said ‘You’ve been effed’ It sucked, you suck We wanted to drink Magic Hat But lost on your trail we would settle for Pabst It sucked, you suck You’ve got to hold on to the drink you’ve got It doesn’t make a difference if it’s beer or a shot This is for the checks you forgot on trail You’re drinking a lot Woooha there was no beer out there Wooooo you’re a shitty hare Take some flour and use it out there Wooooo you’re a sh*tty hare You’re a shi*ty hare!

Dough, the stuff, that buys me beer, Ray, the guy who serves me beer, Me, the guy who drinks me beer, Far, a long long way for beer. So, I think I’ll have a beer, L la la la la la la beer! Tea, no thanks I’ll have a beer, And that brings us back to Beer, beer, beer, beer

I know a bear that you don’t know, Yogi, Yogi, I know a bear that  you don’t know, Yogi, Yogi Bear. Yogi, Yogi Bear, Yogi, Yogi Bear. I know a bear that you don’t know, Yogi, Yogi Bear. Yogi has a girl friend, Susie, Susie Yogi has a girl friend, Susie, Susie Bear…etc. Susie’s into lingerie, Teddy, Teddy Susie’s into lingerie, Teddy, Teddy Bear….etc.

Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin’ for to carry me home; Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin’ for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, And what did I see, Comin’ for to carry me home, A band of angels comin’ after me, Comin’ for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin’ for to carry me home; Swing low, sweet chariot Comin’ for to carry me home. If you get there before I do, Comin’ for to carry me home, Tell all my friends I’m comin’ too Comin’ for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin’ for to carry me home; Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin’ for to carry me home. Sometimes I’m up, sometimes I’m down Comin’ for to carry me home But still my soul feels heavenly bound Comin’ for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin’ for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin’ for to carry me home.

Today is Monday, Monday is a wanking day. CHORUS: Leader: Is everybody Happy? All: You bet your ass we are! Da da dut da da, da da dut da da Today is Tuesday, Tuesday is a two finger day. Today is Wednesday, Wednesday is a hummmmer day, Today is Thursday, Thursday is a drinking day, Today is Friday, Friday is a fucking day, Today is Saturday, Saturday is a hashing day, Today is Sunday, Sunday is a day or rest.

I used to work in Chicago, In an old department store, I used to work in Chicago, I don’t work there anymore. A woman came in for a hammer, A hammer from the the store, A hammer she wanted, Nailed she got! I don’t work there anymore.