Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Chorus originally written by Dimitri “Dim Sum” Kieffer, Puget Sound HHH; verses were added by Stray Dog

I went down South to get some sun, To the Bike Week Hash to have some fun, I just joined the hash to run. I didn’t know they’d really care, If I mooned them over there.

CHORUS: We had joy, we had fun, We went mooning in the sun. But the cops, they had guns, And they shot us in the buns.

The cops they came from down the street, I couldn’t get my pants up from my feet, Grabbing cloth from my back seat. They were gaining on me quick, I was feeling kind of sick.

The bikers hollered to me “Stop!” I felt a sting and heard a big loud “Pop!” And then I knew it was the cop. In the ass he hit my pride, Down I went, I thought I’d died.

The hashers came to give me cheer, To my bed they brought a keg of beer, I grabbed a cup and held it dear. The cop outside began to shout, “Leave my prisoner and get out!”

I was moved though still quite pale, The judge said “Give him thirty days in jail!” I was put into a cell. When bikers saw my bun, I was safe from all their fun.

The moral of this story’s clear, Stick to hashing and to drinking beer, I’ll never moon again, don’t fear. For when you get shot in the ass, Your mooning days are over fast.