Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Hash verses by Hazukashii, Tidewater HHH

Oh, your ass is like a stovepipe, Nellie darling, And the nipples on your tits are turning green, There’s a thousand flies buzzing ‘round your pussy, Oh, you’re the dirtiest, ugliest, rottenest, fucking bitch I’ve ever seen.

There’s a yard of lint protruding from your navel, When you piss, you piss a stream as green as grass, There’s enough wax in your ear to make a candle, So why not make one, dear, and shove it up your a-a-a-ss.

HASH VERSES: Oh, your breath could knock a buzzard off a shit wagon, And your ingrown toenails exude a pus-y cream, Your nose hair’s long enough to braid or curl, Your every Ft. Eustis hasher’s fuckin’ dream.

Sucking on your toes would gag Jeff Dahmer, After sex with you my balls begin to itch, You need a chainsaw to trim out your armpits, Your a regular Tidewater Hash House BITCH.

Oh, your butt’s about as wide as a Buick, And the cellulite hangs off your thighs in chunks, When your swimming at the beach in the summer, You look like a Battleship that’s sunk.

Well it’s told you’ve been turned down by Hashers, That crotch rot your sportin’s gettin’ red, Could also be the sagging of your titties, Or the spotty patches of baldness on your head.