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The intent is to share a few of the more popular down down songs that NOH3 sings somewhat regularly. These are usually sung after an accusation and followed by the accused having to down his/her beer. There are easily hundreds of these songs, and many of them are shared with the Rugby community. Want to learn more? All you have to do is Google 'Hash Hymnal' and you will be busy for hours.

There is no excuse to not know at least a couple of down down songs. Start off with some of the easy ones, such as:

This is your down down song,
It isn't very long.
(Now drink motherfucker, drink motherfucker...)

Or:

Give me a D! (D!!!)
Drink!

You can move on from there. You will notice that some of the songs below are only four lines long. Those should be easy to learn. Come on, your brain cells can't be that fried.






HERE’S TO BROTHER/SISTER HASHER


Melody – Ach, Du Lieber Augustin

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.






SHITTY TRAIL


Melody – The Mickey Mouse Club

S-H-I, T-T-Y,
T-R-A-I-L,
Shitty trail, (It sucked!)
Shitty trail, (It blew!)
The hares have gone and laid a shitty trail.
Iíd rather drink my beer
Than run your shitty trail,
S-H-I, T-T-Y,
T-R-A-I-L.
(Some hashes replace "drink my beer" with "drink a bucket of warm fucking vomit". Aren't we the civilized hash?)





PUBLICLY PISSED ON

Melody – My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean

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





DOUGH, RAY, ME


Melody – Do, Re, Mi (Sound of Music)

Dough, the stuff that buys me beer,
Ray, the guy who sells me beer, (Thanks Ray!),
Me, the guy who buys the beer,
Far, a long-long way for beer,
So, I'll have another beer!
La, la la la la la la,
Tea, no thanks Iíll have a beer,
And that brings us back to down, down, down, downÖ





HOT VAGINA

Melody – The Eyes of Texas Are Upon You

Hot vagina for your breakfast,
Hot vagina for your lunch,
Hot vagina for your dinner,
Itís munch, munch, munch, munch, munch.
It’s so tasty and nutritious,
Bite-size and ready to eat,
So take a tip, go eat some clit;
Hot vagina can’t be beat.





IT’S A SMALL DICK


Melody – It’s a Small World

Well it's not too long and it's not too think,
It gets hard too slow and it cums too quick,
It gets lost in her twat but itís all that heís got,
Itís a small, small dick.

Itís a small dick after all,
Itís a small dick after all,
Always limp from alcohol,
Itís a small, small dick!





THE SOLDIER SONG



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.





MY NAME IS JACK


Melody – Itself

My name is Jack (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah),
I’m a necrophiliac (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah),
I fuck dead women (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah),
And I fill ‘em full of jism (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah).
I get frustrated (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah),
When they’re cremated (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah),
Cause try as I must (nah-na-nah-na-nah-na-nah),
I can’t fuck dust!
(Will leave it to others to argue over whether this should be "My name is Jack..." or "His name is Jack..." This is the way i found it.)





IN HEAVEN THERE IS NO BEER


Melody – Itself

In heaven there is no beer, (no beer?)
Thatís why we drink it here, (no beer?)
And when weíre gone from here, (no beer?)
All our friends will be drinking all the beer!

NOH3's second verse:
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

But there are additional verses:
In heaven there is no wine, (no wine?)
That’s why we drink moonshine, (no wine?)
‘Cuz when were feeling fine, (no wine?)
All our friends will be drinking moonshine!

In heaven there is no sex, (no sex!?)
Which leaves us quite perplexed, (no sex!?)
And when we are perplexed, (no sex!?)
All our friends will be having all the sex!

In heaven there are no tits, (no tits?)
Which throws us into fits, (no tits?)
And when we’re throwing fits, (no tits?)
All our friends will be rubbing all the tits!

(Plus another one that Piston sings about having no dope.)





TAKE IT IN YOUR HAND MRS. MURPHY


Melody – Itself

Take it in your hand Mrs. Murphy,
It only weighs a quarter of a pound,
Itís got a ring around its neck like a turkey,
And it spits when you jerk it up and
Down, down, down, down....





THANK GOD SHE FINALLY SHUT UP


Melody – Looney Tunes Theme

Thank God she finally shut up,
Sheís always fucking bitchin,
So drink your beer, get out of here,
And get back in the kitchen!





SHE LIKES IT IN THE KITCHEN


Melody – Itself

She likes it in the kitchen,
She likes it in the kitchen,
She likes it in the kitchen,
And kitchen means butt!




Need more? Check out Another Hash Hymnal. That should keep you busy for a while and it has links to others.

      
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