Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Once a bloody Hashman fell into a shiggy-pit, Tripped on the edge of a benjo ditch, And he hummed and he stank as he swallowed all that shiggy-pit, I’ll never see Beer Near, said he.

CHORUS: Short-cutting bastard, short-cutting bastard, I’ll never short-cut again, said he. And he stank as he sank and wallowed in that shiggy-pit, Who’ll come a’running the Hash with me?

Up jumped a papa-san screaming most hysterically, You can’t run through my cane, said he, That’s my jolly shiggy-pit you’ve got in your underpants, That will cost you tak-san yen, one, two, three.

Out climbed the Hashman, dripping very smellily, You’ll never get your kitty from me, And he squelched and he oozed as the papa-san he ran away, Who’ll come a’running the Hash with me?

Now his voice may be heard As he runs the trail so all-alone, Please, please, please blow your whistle for me, But the pack, far ahead, is hiding very craftily, Back to your shiggy-pit and let us be.