Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

By Pillsbury Blow Boy, Long Beach HHH

Oh, Hashshit Boy, the trail, the trail is calling, From check to check, you’ll stumble through with pride. The beer’s all gone, but harriettes are bawling, “Fuck me, fuck me, oh, fuck me deep inside. And come on me, if you won’t come inside me. Just stick it in and we will go to town. And if I cum, then I will do my specialty, Oh, Hashshit Boy, oh Hashshit, I will go down-down-down …”

OUR LAGER Prayer

Our Lager Which art in barrels, Hallowed be thy drink. Thy will be drunk, I will be drunk, At home as in the tavern. Give us this day our foamy head, And forgive us our spillages, As we forgive those who spill against us. And lead us not into incarceration, But deliver us from hangovers. For thine is the Beer, The Bitter, and the Lager, Barmen.