The Airforce Song
Melody – Off We Go, Into the Wild Blue Yonder
Off we go,
Into the wild blue yonder.
Crash and burn,
Son of a bitch!
You Ought to Be Publicly Pissed On
You ought to be publicly pissed on!
You ought to be publicly shot! BANG BANG!
You ought to be tied to a urinal
and left there to fester and rot and rot and rot.
Drink it down down down.
Here’s to the Hasher
Here’s to ____________,
He’s true blue,
He’s a Hasher,
Through and through,
He’s a pisspot,
So they say,
Tried to go to heaven,
But he went the other way,
So drink it down, down, down . . .
Here’s to Brother/Sister Hasher
Melody – Ach, Du Lieber Augustin
Here’s to brother (sister) 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
He’s / She’s the Meanest
He’s the meanest,
He sucks the horse’s penis,
He’s the meanest,
He’s a horse’s ass.
All he does is pound it,
Ever since he found it,
He’s the meanest,
He’s a horse’s ass.
My One Skin
Melody – My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
My one skin hangs down to my two skin,
My two skin hangs down to my three,
My three skin hangs down to my foreskin,
My foreskin hangs down to my knees.
Roll back, roll back,
Roll back my foreskin for me, for me.
Roll back, roll back,
Please roll back my foreskin for me.
Hashstones
Melody – Flintstones Theme
Hashers, meet the hashers,
They’re the biggest drunks in history,
From the town of (your town),
They’re the leaders in debauchery.
Half minds, trailing shiggy through the years,
Watch them as they down a lot of beers,
Down down, down down down down,
Down down down down down down down down down,
Down down, down down down down,
Down down down down down down down down down
Sally in the Alley
Sally in the Alley
Sifting cinders
Lifted up her leg and farted like a man!
The gas from her ass
Blew out six winders
As the checks from her ass went Blam Blam Blam!
Drink it down down down down down down down down
Nymphomaniac (by Pat Dailey)
I want a rich dumb young Nymphomaniac
Who’ll drive me around in her Cadillac
When she’s not on her knees,
She’ll be flat on her back
I want a rich, dumb, young, Nymphomaniac
Drink it down down down down down down down down
This is your Down Down Song
This is your down down song.
It isn’t very long.
Drink it down down down down down down down down
Fuck You
You. You.
Fuck You!
Drink it down down down down down down down down.
Speed Racer
(Sung Really Slowly for DFL/LBI)
Go Speed Racer!
Go Speed Racer!
Go Speed Racer, Go!
Drink it down down down down down down down down
Show Me the Way
Melody – Show me the way to go home.
Show me the way to the on-in
I’m tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it’s gone right to my head
Everywhere I roam, or hash
Over land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song
Said show me the way to the on-in.
Drink it down down down down down down down down.
Beer
B – in a bottle
E – in a can
E – Wish I had some
R – in my hand!
A BEER!, A BEER!
An icy, cold, BEER!
Drink it down down down down down down down down
Why Was He/She Born So Beautiful
Why was he born so beautiful?
Why was he born at all?
He’s no fuckin’ use to anyone,
He’s no bloody use at all.
They say he’s a joy to his mother,
But he’s a pain in the asshole to me,
So drink it down, down, down . . .
We’re the Jax Hashers
We’re the Jax hashers
We’re glad to be here
We’ll shortcut your trails
And drink all your beer!
We’ll fuck all your women
And puke in your car
We’re the Jax hashers
The best hash by far!
War Hares
Melody – War Pigs (Black Sabbath)
He runs slower than molasses
Cause he’s scoping young boys’ asses
Master of inebriation
And delayed ejaculation
All those oozing sores are burning
From the tricks that he’s been turning
With the ladies he has no luck
Cause he’s always too drunk to fuck,
Down-down-down!
There’s a Skeeter on my Peter
Melody – If Your Happy and You Know it.
There’s a skeeter on my peter, wack it off, (wack it off!)
There’s a skeeter on my peter, wack it off, (wack it off!)
There’s a dozen on my cousin’s,
I can here the fucker’s buzzin,
There’s a skeeter on my peter, wack it off!
Whip it Out at the Ballgame
Melody – Take Me Out to the Ball Game
Whip it out at the ball game,
Wave it round at the crowd,
Dip it in peanuts and Crackerjack,
I don’t care if you give it a whack,
Because it’s –
Beat your meat at the ball game,
If you don’t cum it’s a shame,
‘Cause it’s one, two,
You’re covered in goo,
At the old ball game!
Where Were You Last Week
Melody – Where Oh Where Were You Last Night (from Hee Haw)
Where, Oh Where were you last week?
Why did you make us hash all alone?
You Fat Lazy Bastards, You weren’t even here.
So we fucked all the virgins and drank all the Beer.
Drink it down, down, down, down . . .
BOOBIES
B double O B I E S boobies, boobies!
B double O B I E S boobies, boobies.
A’s and B’s and C’s and D’s,
Whip them out and show us please.
B double O B I E S, boobies, boobies!
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