Hash Boy #58 Sings The Hash Standards

Hash Song Parodies Index

“On out marks are down (on out marks are down)

And the hares away (and the hares away)

I’ve been to a hash (I’ve been to a hash)

On a SoCal stay (on a SoCal stay)

I’d be drinking beer (I’d be drinking beer)

If they knew how to lay (if they knew how to lay)…”

“Well, you can walk it you can run it

Do the flats or reach the summit at the hash

When the checks all start you spinnin’

You can try but you ain’t winnin’ at the hash

Down the drink libations that are sweepin’ the nation at the hash…”

“I could while away each hour
Chasin’ after flour,
And singin’ in the rain;
“Who said head?” I’d be a thinkin’
While my livers busy drinkin’
‘Cause I’ve only half a brain…”

“Every week she makes a morning hash
She gets to hare
Wraps a whistle ’round her as she’s leaving from her hashing lair
It’s just another lay…”

“Betty tried take me hashin’ rehab, I said, “No, no, no”
Hey Orange ‘n Black now when I check back you’ll know, know, know
I ain’t got the time but those Hash Daddies look so fine
She’s tried take me hashin’ rehab, I won’t go, go, go…”

“A long, long time ago I can still remember how hashers
Weren’t all senile.

Back then I knew DJ Flash Pants
could make all those young hashers dance
And maybe they’d stop drinkin’ for a while.”

“And now On In is near
And so we face the final curtain.
My friends lets drink a beer
Or perhaps a case of which I’m not certain…”

“It’s ten o’clock on a Saturday
The regular pack pays their fin.
There’s a B-van parking next to me
Filled with kegs and a map to on-in…”

“When you are hashing, and get busted for flashing
You can always do a
DownDown
When you are haring, and the pack just keeps snaring
You get to drink a
DownDown…”

“Here comes the keg, on-on-on-on, here comes the keg
And I say it’s all right
Fellow hasher, it’s been a long hot lonely hash trail
Fellow hasher, it feels like years since we’ve had beers…”

“There’s something happening here
But what it is ain’t exactly beer
There’s a hare with a bag over there
Telling me I better not snare…”

“Well, you can tell by the way I use my chalk
I’m a haring man, no time to talk
Hashing proud I toot my horn, I’ve been haring trails
Since I was born…”

“Hare Dude, don’t lay it bad
Lose your street trail and find some shiggy
Remember to lay it right from the start
And set beer checks, yeah that’s a biggie…”

“When I find myself with a full bladder, only one thought comes to me
Leaking words of whizdom, let it pee
And in my hour of moistness, don’t be standing right in front of me
Leaking words of whizdom, let it pee…”

“I want to drink
Don’t want to think
I’ve been a hasher
For a beer that’s cold…”