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The Munich Hash House Harriers circle song book
put together for you by Munich's song mistress: Poor me, water!
This book is for over 18s only.
Hare songs
And the hairs, and the hairs and the hairs
on her dicky di-do hung down to her knees
one black one, one white one, and one with a little shite on
and on with a little light on to show us the way
She's not a great looker, but everyone took 'er
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
I smelt it, I've felt it, it was just like velvet
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
You'd need a coal miner to find her vagina
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
If she were my daughter I'd have them cut shorter
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
I've touched it, I've licked it, it tastes just like brisket
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
She married an Italian, who was hung like a fucking stallion
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
She divorced the Italian, and married the stallion
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
I folded her lips back, and there found a six-pack
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her knees
The aroma it lingers, it smells like fish fingers
And the hairs of her dickey di-do hung down to her kne
S H I T T Y T R A I L
Shitty trail (it sucked)
Shitty trail (it blew)
The mother fuckers laid a shitty trail.
I'd rather sit here and drink a beer
and drink me beer
then run your shitty trail
Drink a little bit, run a little bit,
follow the hare, follow the hare
with your tits in the air
Drink a little bit, run a little bit
Follow the hare all the way
Virgin songs
Put your hand against the wall,
Here we cum, balls and all
bye bye virgin
drink it down down down...
We've got virgins, we've got virgins
on the hash, on the hash,
gonna get them drunked up,
gonna get them fucked up
down the hatch, up the ass
Here's to virgins, they're true blue
They are hashers through and through
They are pisspots so they say,
Tried to go to heaven but they went the other way
(this is a traditional down down song,
you can change virgin to another charge)
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 brother hasher, drink brother hasher
drink brother hasher, drink brother hasher
Here's to brother hasher may he chug-a-lug.
Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
we're the Munich Hash
ein Prosit, ein Prosit
we're the Munich Hash
This is your down down song, it isn't very long
A Frenchman went to the lavatory
for him to have a jolly good shit shit shit
He pulled his pants and trousers down
so he could revel in it it it
but when he reached out for the paper
he could see someone had been there before.
Ou est le papier? Ou est le papier?
Monseur, monseur, je fait manure
ou est le papier
All Australiens are born illegitimate
born illegitimate, born illegitimare
All Australiens are born illegitimate
Bastards through and through
They ain't got no birth certificate
They don't know who their daddy is
All lay, zooma zooma zooma,
All lay, zooma zooma hey!
All lay, zooma zooma zooma,
All lay, zooma zooma hey!
Drink it down, you Zulu warrior!
Drink it down you Zulu chief, chief, chief!
Amazing Hash
How sweet the trial
That saved a DFL like me
I once was lost but now I'm found
The on on I now see
Arse holes are cheap today
Cheaper than yesterday
Little ones are half a crown
Standing up or bending down
Larger ones are three and six
Because they have larger pricks
Arse holes are cheap today
Cheaper than yesterday.
Asshole, asshole, a soldier I will be,
To piss, to piss, two pistols on my knee,
For cunt, for cunt, for country and for queen,
Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole, a soldier I will be
Bull-shit, bull-shit,
It all sounds like bullshit to me, to me,
Bull-shit, bull-shit,
It all sounds like bullshit to me!
Did you ever stop to wonder,
If your mum gave dad a blowjob,
Right before she kissed you goodnight?
(Comes in Handy knows the tune)
Down Down Down your beer,
drink it for your crime.
Quit complaining about the taste,
There’s no sperm this time.
Dough, the stuff that buys me beer,
Ray, the guy who brings me beer, (Thanks Ray!),
Me, the guy who drinks the beer
Far a long way to the beer
So, I'll have another beer
La, la la la la la la,
Tea, no thanks I’ll have a beer
And that brings us back to dough dough dough dough
Get it up, get it in, get it out, don't mess my hair do
You've got a dick but you should lick, move that tongue around
Hit that spot, make me hot, I will scream out loud
Get it up, get it in, get it out, don't mess my hair do
You've got a dick but you should lick, move that tongue around
Suck my toes, insert your hose, make my juices flow
Get it up, get it up, get it out, don't mess my hair do
You've got a dick but you should lick, move that tongue around
When I'm done, and I have cum, we'll start another round
Get it up, get it out, don't mess my hair do
You've got a dick but you should lick, move that tongue around
Hashers, meet the hashers,
They're the biggest drunks in history,
From the town of Munich,
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,
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
He’s got a dose of clap on his dick,
He’s got a dose of clap on his dick,
He’s got a dose of clap on his dick,
And all it does is go drip, drip, drip.
He's the meanest, he sucks the horse's penis,
he's the meanest, he's the horses ass.
Ever since he found it, (hey) all he does is pound it (hey)
he's the meanest, he's the horses ass.
Hot vagina for your breakfast, hot vigina for your lunch
hot vagina for your dinner, just munch munch munch munch munch
Its so tasty and nutritious, bite-size ready to eat
so take a tip, go eat some clit
Hot vagina can't be beat
How would, you like, my finger in your ear?
How would, you like, my finger in your ear?
Not fucking likely! Not fucking likely! Not fucking likely!
How would, you like, my finger in your rear?
How would, you like, my finger in your rear?
Not fucking likely! Not fucking likely! Not fucking likely!
How would, you like, my finger in your beer?
How would, you like, my finger in your beer?
Not fucking likely! Not fucking likely! Not fucking likely!
Hymn, Hymn,
Fuck him!
If your girlfriend tastes like shit, turn her over,
If your girlfriend tastes like shit, turn her over,
If your girlfriend tastes like shit, that's her asshole not her clit,
If your girlfriend tastes like shit, turn her over.”
If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s a homo,
If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s a homo,
If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s definitely packing it,
If your boyfriend tastes like shit, he’s a homo.
Last night I stayed home and masturbated,
It felt so good, I knew it would!
Last night I stayed home and masturbated,
It felt so nice, I did it twice!
First I did the short stroke,
It was so grand, I used my hand!
Then I did the long stroke,
It was so neat, I used my feet!
Mash it! Bash it!
Throw it on the floor!
Tie it ’round the bed post!
Smash it in the door!
Some say that intercourse is something truly grand,
Me I’d rather stay at home and do it all by hand!
Love me tender, love me sweet,
Wrap your lips around my meat.
Watch me smile and watch me grin,
As my cum runs down down down....
My cock will choke you,
My cock will choke you,
When I put it in your mouth,
My cock will choke you,
My cock will choke you,
When I put it in your mouth.
Can’t say your safe word,
Can’t say your safe word,
When my cock is in your mouth,
Can’t say your safe word,
Can’t say your safe word,
When my cock is in your mouth.
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,
Roll back my foreskin for me, for me.
Roll back, roll back,
Oh roll back my foreskin for me, for me.
No! No! No!
Bad! Bad! Bad!
Down! Down! Down!
Nipples, nipples,
- I. P. P. L. E. S.
Nipples, nipples,
- I. P. P. L. E. S.
Lick them, flick them, play with them too,
Thats where babies go to get goo.
Nipples, nipples, Thats what makes the titties fun!
Oh, the nipples on her tits are as big as my thumb,
And the wiggle of her ass would make a blind man cum,
She’s a mean mother-fuckers, she’s a great cock-sucker,
She’s a harriette!
Pissanya, Pissanya, Pissanya,
In Russian it means “I love you,”
If I had my way I’d pissanya all day,
Pissanya, Pissanya, Pissanya.
Shittanya, Shittanya, Shittanya,
In Russian it means “I adore you,”
If I had my way I’d shittanya all day,
Shittanya, shittanya, shittanya.
Cummanya, Cummanya, Cummanya,
In Russian it means “I need you,”
If I had my way, I’d Cummanya all day,
Cummanya, Cummanya, Cummanya.
Put it in your hand Mrs. Murphy,
For it only weighs a quarter of a pound,
It’s got hair on its neck like a turkey,
And it cums when you jerk it up and …
Put your left leg over my shoulder,
Put your right leg over my shoulder,
La la la la!
Rule Britania! Marmalade and jam!
Five Chinese crackers up yer asshole,
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!
Rule Britania! Marmalade and jam!
Three Chinese crackers up yer asshole,
BANG, BANG, BANG!
Rule Britania! Marmalade and jam!
One Chinese crackers up yer asshole,
BANG!
Sex is boring,
Sex is boring,
Pain is fun,
Pain is fun,
Gonna cut my fingers off,
Gonna cut my fingers off,
One by one...
She's a harriet she's ok
She drinks all night and she fucks all day.
She wears high heels, a mini skirt no panties nor a bra
She gives an awesome blow job, just like her dear Papa
She likes it in the kitchen,
She likes it in the kitchen,
She likes it in the kitchen,
The kitchen is code for butt
Stop! Don’t touch me there!
This is my no-no square!
R-A-P-E!
Get your penis out of me!
Technology was made for porn it was not made for trail
Technology used correctly can help you get some tail.
Technology, Technology just leave that shit at home.
Your camera, your GPS, your fucking mobile phone.
Thank God she finally shut up,
She’s always fucking bitchin,
So drink your beer, get out of here,
And get back in the kitchen!
The old brown cow went pfft up against the wall,
Pfft up against the wall,
Pfft up against the wall,
The old brown cow went pfft up against the wall,
And the wall was covered in shit! Shit! Shit!
The nipples on her tits are as big as my thumb
and the wiggle on her ass would make a dead man cum
She's a cool motherfucker, she's a cool cocksucker
She's a harriet
There’s a skeeter on my peter, wack it off, (wack it off!)
There’s a skeeter on my peter, wack it off, (wack it off!)
There’s a dozen on my cousin’s,
I can hear the fucker’s buzzin,
There’s a skeeter on my peter, wack it off!
There is a game called twenty toes,
That’s played around the town,
Women play with ten toes up,
And men with ten toes …
Twinkle, twinkle, little hasher,
Can’t you suck a little faster?
Down upon my meat so slow,
Like a whale about to blow,
Twinkle, twinkle, little hasher,
Can’t you suck a little faster?
Well it isn’t long and it isn’t think,
It gets hard too slow and it cums too quick,
It gets lost in her twat but it’s all that he’s got,
It’s a small, small dick.
It’s a small dick after all,
It’s a small dick after all,
Always limp from alcohol,
It’s a small, small dick!
What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank,
What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank,
What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank,
What a wank, what a wank, wank, wank.
When it’s incest time in Texas,
And there’s no cunt to be found,
Your mother’s in the bathroom,
Her panties halfway down,
No time for masturbation,
No time to beat your meat,
When it’s incest time in Texas,
Mother-fucking can’t be beat!
Whip it out at the ball game,
Wave it round at the crowd,
Dip it in peanuts and Crackerjack,
I don’t care if you give it a whack,
Because it’s beat your meat at the ball game,
If you don’t cum it’s a shame,
‘Cause it’s one, two,
You’re covered in goo,
At the old ball game!
Why were you born so beautiful, why were you born at all?
You ain't fucking use to anyone you ain't fucking use at all
You may be a joy to your mother, but you are a pain in the arsehole to me
You’re not number four,
Not number three, notnumber two,
You’re number one!
You’re stupid, you’re stupid,
You’re really fucking dumb,
If it wasn’t for you’re mother,
You’d be a sspot of cum!
Well the weather outside is frightful, but my dick is so delightful
If you really want to see it grow,
give it a blow, give it a blow give it a blow
Where, oh where, were you last week?
Why did you make us hash all alone?
You fat lazy bastard, you weren't even here
So we fucked all the virgins and drank all the beer
International Hash Hymn
Chorus:
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan, and what did I see,
Comin' for to carry me home;
A band of angels coming after me,
Comin' for to carry me home.
If you get there before I do,
Comin' for to carry me home;
Just tell all my friends that I'm a-coming too,
Comin' for to carry me home.
Sometimes I'm up and sometimes I'm down,
Comin' for to carry me home;
But I know in my soul, I'm heaven bound,
Comin' for to carry me home.