Hash Moosic

Here’s just a few of the songs we like to sing at YH3 circles:

The Hash Hymn
melody: Swing Low
Chorus:
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.

I looked over Jordan and what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home.
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home.

Chorus

If you should get there before I do,
Coming for to carry me home.
Tell all my friends I’ll be coming there too,
Coming for to carry me home.

Chorus

Humming version …

Silent version …

Chorus

Click here for an idiot’s guide to the mime

The Hairs

And the hairs (and the hairs)
And the hairs (and the hairs)
And the hairs of her dicky-di-do hung down to her knees.

One black one, one white one
and one with a bit of shite on
and one with a fairy-light on to show us the way.

And the hairs, and the hairs,
and the hairs of her dicky-di-do hung down to her knees.

Drink it down, down …

The Virgins
Melody: Frere Jacques

We’ve got Virgins,
We’ve got Virgins,
On the Hash!
On the Hash!

Gotta get them f*ed up
Gotta get them f*ed up
Drink it down, down …

Shitty Trail
Melody – The Mickey Mouse Club
S-H-I, T-T-Y,
T-R-A-I-L,
Shitty trail, (It sucked!)
Shitty trail, (It blew!)
The hares have gone and laid a shitty trail
I’d rather suck on BoBo’s horn than run your shitty trail

S-H-I, – I think your trail sucks
T-T-Y, – Y because it’s shitty
T-R-A-I-L.

Stupid
You’re stupid!
You’re stupid!
You’re super f****ing dumb!
If it wasn’t for your mother,
you’d be a spot of cum!

They’re All Right
(Hariettes)
They’re all right
They’re all right
They’re a little flat-chested but
They’re all right

(Hashers)
They’re all right
They’re all right
They got little tiny willies but
They’re all right

Banana Song
Melody – Go Bananas!
Form banana,Form, form banana!
Peel banana, peel, peel banana!
Eat banana,eat, eat banana!
Shit banana,shit, shit banana!
Re-eat banana,re-eat, re-eat banana!
Puke banana,puke, puke banana
Re-re-eat banana,re-re-eat, re-re-eat banana!
Go bananas!
Go! Go bananas!
Notes: Hashers are encouraged to pantomime the lyrics to eat part of the song.

Foreskin
Melody: My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
His one skin hangs down to his two skin,
His two skin hangs down to his three,
His three skin hangs down to his foreskin,
His foreskin hangs down to his knee.

Roll back, roll back,
Roll back my foreskin for me, for me.
Roll back, roll back,
Please roll back my foreskin for me.

Bullshit
Melody – My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
Bull-shit, bull-shit,
It all sounds like bullshit to me, to me,

Bull-shit, bull-shit,
It all sounds like bullshit to me!

Notes: This song is especially applicable whenever somebody tries to defend himself or herself from an accusation – there is no defense for accusations, get over it.

Down Down Down Your Beer
Melody – Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Down Down Down your beer,
To pay for your crime.
Quit complaining about the taste,
There’s no cum this time.

The Drunken Hasher
Melody – Drunken Sailor
What do you do with a drunken Hasher,
What do you do with a drunken Hasher,
What do you do with a drunken Hasher,
After too many Down Downs?

Don’t look he’s peeing in the corner,
Don’t look he’s peeing in the corner,
Don’t look he’s peeing in the corner,
After too many Down-Downs!

Oh no he puked on the bar-ar,
Oh no he puked on the bar-ar,
Oh no he puked on the bar-ar,
After too many Down-Downs!

Now he’s passed out in his own vomit,
Now he’s passed out in his own vomit,
Now he’s passed out in his own vomit,
After too many Down-Downs!

Here’s to Brother Hasher
Melody – Ach, Du Lieber Augustin
Here’s to brother hasher,
Bother hasher, brother hasher,
Here’s to brother hasher,
May he chug-a-lug.

He’s happy, he’s jolly,
He’s fucked up by golly,
Here’s to brother hasher,
May he chug-a-lug.

So drink motherfucker,
Drink motherfucker,
Drink motherfucker,
Drink motherfucker,

Here’s to brother hasher,
May he chug-a-lug.

The Down Down Song
Here’s to the ………..…they are blue
They are bastards through and through
They are piss pots so they say
They’ll never go to Heaven in a long, long way
Drink it down down down down,
down down down down …

Why are we waiting?
Could be fornicating / masturbating ….
Oh why are we waiting?
Oh why, why, why?

Why Were They born?
Why were they born so beautiful,
Why were they born at all?
They’re no bloody use to anyone,
They’re no bloody use at all.
They may be a joy to their mothers,
But they’re just a pain in the arse to us.
Drink it down down down down,
down down down down…

He Aught to be Pissed On
He aught to be publicly pissed on,
He aught to be publicly shot (bang, bang),
He aught to be nailed to the shithouse,
And left there to fester and rot.
Drink it down down down down,
down down down down …

 

Yogi Bear
melody: “Camptown Races”

In the forest lives a bear, Yogi, Yogi,
In the forest lives a bear, Yogi, Yogi Bear.
Yogi, Yogi Bear, Yogi, Yogi Bear.
In the forest lives a bear, Yogi, Yogi Bear.

Yogi has a little friend, Boo Boo, Boo Boo,
Yogi has a little friend, Boo Boo, Boo Boo Bear.
Boo Boo, Boo Boo Bear, Boo Boo, Boo Boo Bear.
Yogi has a little friend, Boo Boo, Boo Boo Bear.

Susie likes it on the fridge, Polar, Polar,
Susie likes it on the fridge, Polar, Polar Bear…etc.

Susie likes it up the arse, Dirty, Dirty,
Susie likes it up the arse, Dirty, Dirty Bear…etc.

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