BSH3 Official Hashy Trashy Songbook (2002)

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The BSH3 Official Hashy
Trashy Songbook
Why Was He Born so
Beautiful?
Tune: Why Was (S)he Born So Beautiful?

Why was he born so beautiful?
Why was he born at all?
He's no fucking use to anyone,
He's no fucking use at all.
He may be a joy to his mother
But he's a pain in the asshole to me.
Drink it down, down, down, downŠ
Him - him - FUCK HIM! (Or her)
- OR -
He may be a pain to his mother
But he's a pain in the asshole to me.
Drink it down, down, down, down
- - OR -
He ought to be thoroughly pissed on,
He ought to be publicly shot,
He ought to be tied to a urinal,
And left there to fester and rot.
Drink it down, down, down, down

What a Wank
Tune: William Tell Overture

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.
What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank, wank, wank,
wank, wank, wank, wank,
What a wank, what a wank, what a wank, wank, wank, wank, wank,
wank wank.
Drink it dow, down, down, down...

Dough, Ray, Me
Tune: Do, Re, Mi

Dough, the stuff, that buys me beer,
Ray, the guy who serves me beer,
Me, the guy, who drinks me beer,
Fa, a long way to the john,
So, I'll have another beer,
La, I'll have another beer,
Tea, no thanks I'll have a beer,
And that brings us back to,
Dough . . . (etc)

When you Come…
Tune: "(When you come to) San Francisco"

By: Madame, Bratislava HHH
When you COME to Bratislava,
You will wear some flour in your hair.
When you COME to Bratislava,
You won’t know how you got there.
When you COME to Bratislava
You will hear the Slovak Beatles play
When you COME to Bratislava
You won’t know what it is they say.
When you COME to Bratislava
You will see our bridge from Outer Space
When you COME to Bratislava
Come to party, not to race
When you COME to Bratislava
You will run, and do some drinking, too
When you COME to Bratislava…

…Just make sure your shoes are not new!

More Beer
Tune: Amazing Grace

By: Spaceman, Buffalo HHH

CHORUS:
A nice cold beer, How sweet it sounds.
To save a drunk like me.
(stop, drink a beer, catch your breath and resume)
I finished 1, but I'm not done,
More beer, More beer, More beer.
I love my wife, I love my beer.
But if I had to choose.
My dear old wife, who I love with my life,
Would most undoubtedly lose.
(CHORUS)
I finished off 2, but I'm not through,
More beer, More beer, More beer.

Meet the Hashers
Tune: Meet the Flintstones

Lyrics: Jim "Whiff" Montgomery, Pittsburgh H3
Hashers, meet the Hashers
They're the biggest drunks in history
From our Bratislava,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, down, down, down, down!

Hash Hymn
Tune: Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

Note: A series of gestures/movements accompany the lyrics

Lyric Swing low sweet chariot

Gesture swinging motion
with arms
kiss fingers snapping reins