Isn’t it neat?

Wouldn’t you think our collections complete

Wouldn’t you think we’re the ones, the ones who have everyone

We’ve Jizzy’s and Jizzl’s a’pllenty

We got Tables and Toppers galore

And vagina names? We’ve got 20

But who cares, no big deal, we want more

Out where we run, out where we walk, following trails of flower and chalk

Beer on your dome, soon you’ll call KAWH3 Home

What would you pay, if you could play, with all these dickheads

What would you give if you could live like a heathen

Muggles on land, don’t understand

They want to, repremand us hashers

But we’re hashers, so you bastards, are you on-on

You’re ready to know what these wankers know

You’ve got questions, S.A.D.’s my answer

Like who am I, and why won’t I, shut the fuck up

Fill up your cup

Don’t you dare frown

Cause you’re about to do a down down

And when you’re done

You will become

Part of our hash

Where o where were you last Hash?
Why did you make us hash all alone?
You fat lazy bastard,
You weren’t even here!
So we DRANK all the virgins,
And FUCKED all the beers.

Drink it down, down, down, down….