Not sure who sings worse, drunken hashers or drunken sailors. Regardless, all good hashers need to know a few songs so they can be ready to help with Religion and the what not. Here are a few of Surf City’s traditional songs.
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Traditional Down Down Song
Here’s to _______, he’s (she’s) true blue.
He’s (she’s) a hasher through and through,
He’s (she’s) a pisspot so they say.
Tried to get to heaven,
But he (she) went the other way.
Drinking down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down.
Why Was He (She) Born So Beautiful?
Why was he (she) born so beautiful,
Why was he (she) born at all.
He’s (she’s) no fucking use to anyone,
He’s (she’s) no fucking use at all.
He (she) might be a joy to his (her) mother,
But he’s (she’s) a pain in the asshole to me!
Drinking down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down.
Here’s To Brother Hasher
(You may substitute sister for brother)
Here’s to brother hasher(s),
Brother hasher(s), brother hasher(s),
Here’s to brother hasher(s),
May he (they) chug-a-lug.
He’s (they’re) happy, he’s (they’re) jolly,
He’s (they’re) fucked-up by golly,
Here’s to brother hasher(s),
May he (they) chug-a-lug.
So drink motherfucker(s),
Drink motherfucker(s),
Drink motherfucker(s),
Drink motherfucker(s),
Here’s to brother hasher(s),
May he (they) chug-a-lug.
Drinking down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down.
He’s the Meanest (To: Okinawa Down Down Song)
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.
He’s always pissing on us,
He’s rotten and dishonest,
He’s the meanest,
He’s a horse’s ass.
Drinking down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down.
He (She) Ought To Be Publically Pissed Upon
He (she) ought to be publicly pissed upon.
He (she) ought to be publicly shot (Bang Bang!)
He (she) ought to be tied to a urinal
And kept there to fester and rot.
Drinking down, down,down, down,
Down, down,down,down,
Down, down,down,down,
Down, down,down,down.
HE’S A HASHER, HE’S OKAY
Melody – Lumberjack Song
He’s a hasher, he’s okay,
Works all day, comes out to play,
Drinks it down without complaint,
Or he wears it well.
Drink it!
Wear it!
Drink it!
Wear it!
etc . .
Hashstones (To: The Flintstones)
Hashers, meet the Hashers,
They’re the biggest drunks in history.
From the hash of Santa Cruz,
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, down down
WHY ARE WE WAITING?
Melody–Come Let Us Adore Him
Why are we waiting,
Could be fornicating (masturbating, etc),
Oh, why are we waiting,
So fucking long, etc
ZULU WARRIOR
Melody–Itself
Hash version by ZiPpy, Pike’s Peak H4
Ole, zooma zooma zooma,
Ole, zooma zooma chief,
Drink it down you Zulu warrior,
Drink it down you Zulu chief,
Drink it down you Zulu warrior,
Drink it down you Zulu chief, chief, chief!
ZULU QUEEN
Melody–Itself
Ole, zooma zooma zooma,
Ole, zooma zooma queen,
Drink it down you poofta warrior,
Drink it down you poofta queen,
Drink it down you poofta warrior,
Drink it down you poofta queen, queen, queen!
Soldier Song
Asshole, asshole, a soldier I will be,
To piss, to piss, two pistols on my knee,
For cunt, for cunt, to fight for my country,
Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole,
A soldier I will be
My One Skin
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 knee.
Roll back, roll back,
Please roll back my foreskin for me, for me.
My body lies over the ocean,
My body lies over the sea.
My father lies over my mother,
And that’s how they created me.
Roll back, roll back,
Please roll back my foreskin for me.
WHERE WERE YOU LAST WEEK?
Melody – Where Oh Where Were You Last Night (from Hee Haw)
by Preparation H, Ft Eustis HHH
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.
Down, Down, Drink it all Down
Drink it all Down, Drink all of that Beer
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 . . .
Down Down Down Your Beer
Tune: Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Lyrics: Arabian Goggler (with a little help from Splat)
Down Down Down your beer,
To pay for your crime.
Quit complaining about the taste,
There’s no sperm this time.
She’s beautiful
From Foul Balls
Sung to the tune of “America The Beautiful. Presented because of unpopular demand…
She’s beautiful, with spacious thighs
But barely half a brain
She has luscious lips to suck on d*cks
Again and yet again.
And when I come, she calls my name (Banana)
Out loud so all can hear
And then gets up with a smile on her face
To get me another beer.
Donny the retardo (Song sang to Rudolph The Reindeer Music)
He was eight feet tall and had a watermelon head,
and one day he said to me,
(PAUSE)
I LIKE TATER-TOTS!
Sally in the alley, sifting cinders
Lifted up her skirt and farted like a man
The wind from her butt blew out six winders
The cheeks of her ass went bam! bam! bam!
The Old Brown Cow
The old brown cow went thfpppt! up against the wall
Thfpppt! up against the wall
Thfpppt! up against the wall
The old brown cow went thfpppt! up against the wall
And now it’s covered with shit, shit, shit
