Welcome

Put your backs against the wall
Here we come, balls and all
Bye Bye Virgins

We’ve got Virgins 

We’ve got Virgins

At our hash 

At our hash

Gonna get ‘em drunked uo

Gonna get ‘em fucked up

Down the hatch 

Up the ass!this item.

Put your left leg over my shoulder
Put your right leg over my shoulder
Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm…

Hymn hymn, 

fuck him!

Thanks for coming!

This is your Down-Down Song

It isn't very long!

Drink it, down, down, down, down...

Heineken? 

Schmineken! 

Fuck that shit!
PABST BLUE RIBBON

Drink it, down, down, down, down...

Taco! 

Burrito! 

What’s that in your speedo?

Drink it, down, down, down, down...

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.

Drink it, down, down, down, down...

Melody – Off We Go, Into the Wild Blue Yonder

Off we go,

Into the wild blue yonder.

Crash and burn,

Son of a bitch!

Drink it, down, down, down, down...

You’re stupid

You’re stupid

You’re really fucking dumb

If it wasn’t for your mother

You’d be a stain of cum

Drink it, down, down, down, down...

(to Living on a Prayer by Bon Jovi)
Notes: Sung to hares for shit-tastic trails.

Written by:Krusty the Meat Miser

You should've used more flour or chalk
We followed your marks
They said You've been fucked

It sucked
It sucked

We wanted to drink Magic Hat
But lost on your trail
We'd have settled for Pabst

You suck
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 tit checks you forgot on trail 

You're drinking a lot!

Ohhh, there was no beer out there
Ohhh oh, you're a shitty hare
Take some flour, and use it on trail
Ohhh oh, you're a shitty hare
You're a shitty hare!

NOTE: Simulate 80s hair band awesomeness

Melody – Auld Lang Syne

Fuck off, ya wank, fuck off, ya wank,

Fuck off, ya wank, fuck off! 

Fuck off!

Fuck off, ya wank, fuck off, ya wank,

Fuck off, ya wank, fuck off! 

Fuck off!

Variant: Can substitute "fuck" with "piss"

Actions: Flip them the bird at the end!

Notes: Sometimes sung to wankers who are departing.

Melody - ACH DU LIEBER AUGUSTINE

Here’s to brother hasher, brother 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!

Variant: Replace "brother" with "sister/fellow" depending on the crowd.

Note: Sometimes sung to honor a wanker for a good deed, accomplishment, etc.

Melody – My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean

He ought to publicly pissed upon,
He ought to be publicly shot (Bang! Bang!),
He out to be tied to a urinal,
And left there to fester and rot 

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!

Melody -  God Bless America

God Bless My Underpants,

Brand that I like,

Stand inside them, And ride them,

Between my buns when I run, or I bike.

From the waistband, To the legholes,

To the fly flap, Wet with piss,

God bless my underpants, they look like this...

Melody – Itself

You’re not number four,
Number three, number two,
You’re number one!

Actions: While singing the circle holds up the corresponding number of fingers until the final line, when the entire circle flips off the accused.

Melody -  Y.M.C.A.

Young girl/man, I like it when you go down

I say, young girl/man, put your knees on the ground

I say, young girl/man, with your lips full and round

On your knees you make me happy

(Spit, spit, spit, spit, spit)

I want to spray you with MY DNA

I want to spray you with MY DNA

It’s a present from me, a gift to all the world

I hope that you like to wear pearls

We're the White House Hashers

Scum of the earth

Scourge of creation

God-forsaken, fornicatin' sons-of-bitches!

Found in every whore house

Drink, smoke and screw

We're the White House Hashers

and we say, Fuck you!

Drunk last night,
Drunk the night before,
Gonna get drunk tonight,
Like I’ve never been drunk before,
Cause when I’m drunk I’m as happy as can be,
Cause we’re all part of the Hashing family.

Oh the Hashing Family

Singing glorious,
Victorious!
One keg of beer for the four of us.
Singing Glory be to God that there are no more of us,
Cause one of us could drink it all alone
Damn near, pass the beer, to the rear, of the Hash House!

Sung by the hash house, (quartet!)

Do you have a hard on? (Not yet!)

Are you gonna get one? (You bet!)

You f*cking whoreeeee!

It’s a damn tough life full of beer and strife we hashers undergo 

And we don’t give a damn when the job is done how hard your mom did blow 

Cause we’re going down on your mothers’ mound, it’s a good vag, taut, hair free 

And we won’t give up on your mother’s muff, going down on your mommy   

[Chorus] Going down on your mommy, me boys, going down on your mommy 

We’re going down on your mother’s mound, going down on your mommy   

Once more we hash through the rivers and trash, through hail and wind and rain 

Your mothers’ tits, her naughty bits, we soon shall lick again. 

Six hellish miles we’ve hashed away, there’s not enough beer for me 

But now we’re bound for your mother’s mound, going down on your mommy   

[Chorus] Going down on your mommy, me boys, going down on your mommy 

We’re going down on your mother’s mound, going down on your mommy   

Once more we hash for your mother’s gash, so wet, it feels like home 

Our cocks are sprung, she’ll taste our cum, and she always down to bone 

Our balls she’ll suck, her ass we’ll fuck, she makes such a pleasing sound 

Our tongue is set, our fingers wet, we’re cunnilingus bound!   

[Chorus] Going down on your mommy, me boys, going down on your mommy 

We’re going down on your mother’s mound, going down on your mommy   

How soft her lips in between her hips gushing like a waterfall Those anal beads, ripped fast and mean, sprayed poop upon the wall 

Even now her legs compress my head, not much life left in me 

Water fills my lungs, I die too young, getting drowned by your mommy   

[New Chorus]   

Getting drowned by your mommy, me boys, getting drowned by your mommy 

We're getting drowned by your mother's mound, getting drowned by your mommy

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