A not so long time ago,

I can still remember

How Muff Snatcher used to make me smile

And I knew if Vax had his chance

That he would make his harriers dance

And keep them on trail for a while

 

But SFH3 made me shiver

With every down down they’d deliver

Complaints on Brown Eye’s lips

And I couldn’t take one more sip

I can’t remember if I cried

When I saw a cup of Racer Five

But something touched me deep inside

The day those hashers died.

 

So bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

Voyeur drinking Pinot saying it wasn’t too dry

Singing hash songs as we ran by

Singing hash songs as they ran by.

 

Did Just Alex writhe in the book of love

Do you have faith in crimes above

If your RAs tell you so?

Do you believe Twerxes took a roll

Can the hashshit save her mortal soul

And can you teach Abbah’s bro how to drink real slow

Well I know that the Swedes are in love with him

Cause I saw Blowqueen dancing where it was dim

Miss D kicked off his shoes

We sang Happy Birthday, fuck you!

I knew a lonely teenage broncin’ Buck Fucka

With a relay race and a red solo cup

But I knew I was out of luck

The day those hashers died.

 

I started singing

Bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

Muff Snatcher mocking us with such a deep sigh

Singing hash songs as we ran by

Singing hash songs as they ran by.

 

Now for some years we’ve been on our own,

And foam grows fat on our beers alone

But that’s not how it used to be

When Just Doesn’t Get It whistled in the van

To call the harriers as they ran

In a pitch that came from Allahu Aqbark’s key

And while Masterbaster was looking down

Fluffer rubbed his coat of brown

The kilt was lifted

And Masterbaster’s hips shifted

And while the Gypsies read their book on Mark

SFH3 supped whine in the park

All sang dirges in the dark

The day those hashers died

 

We were singing

Bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

Vax with prop hat spinning under the sky

Singing hash songs as we ran by

Singing hash songs as they ran by.

 

Helter skelter in B2B swelter

Friar Fuck bediapered amongst the welter

With JDGI falling fast

Landing in tutu around his ass

The Friar tried to make a pass

The diaper on the sidelines with the cast

Though those skits are long removed

But we’ll still play a marching tune

And all get up to dance

But we’ll never get the chance

Cause the visitors tried to take the field

Rape And Spillage his penis wielded

Do you recall what Spreads In Sheets revealed?

The day the hashers cried.

 

We started singing

Bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

The Friar’s ass and massive thighs

Singing hash songs as we ran by

Singing hash songs as they ran by.

 

Oh and there we were all in one place

A group of dumbfucks in an endless race

With no trail left to start again

So come on Fucker be nimble, Fucker be quick

Fucker, fence pressing on his neck

Cause Whorifist had lifted it from its end

But as I watched us in life’s cage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

No hasher born in Hell

Could break time’s tragic spell

As our songs we sung into the night

To crown our sacrificial rite

I knew we couldn’t laugh with delight

The day those hashers died

 

He was singing

Bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

The ones to whom we’ve said good bye

Singing hash songs as we ran by

Singing hash songs as they ran by.

 

I met a girl who let me muse

And asked her for some happy news

But Ska Skank smiled and turned away

I went down to Sperm Alley’s whores

And asked Dick Ass Mother Fucker for some more

But the man said Seamen’s better, anyway

And in the streets the NIMBYs screamed

The sirens rang, and the tasers streamed

But not a word was spoken

Masterbaster’s advice wasn’t broken

And the three hares I admire most

Cuming Mutha, Backwash, and On All Fours

They caught the last MUNI for the coast

The day those hashers died.

 

And they was singing

Bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

The ones to whom we’ve said good bye

Singing hash songs as we ran by

Singing hash songs as they ran by.

 

They was singing

Bye, bye to some mighty fine guys

Said later but twas never that I’d see with my eyes

The ones to whom we’ve said good bye

Singing hash songs as we ran by

 

Singing hash songs as they ran by.