Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

(attributed to the Houston HHH)

CHORUS: You run sixteen miles, and what do you get? Another day older and covered in shit. Great Hasher don’t you call me, cause I can’t go, I short cut the trail and I’ve miles to go.

Well, I woke up this morning in a bed - not mine, With my Nikes in my hands, left for On-Ons to find, I started with my buddies at half past three, But I short cut the trail, now I’m an SCB.

Well, I looked for trail all over the place, I could of followed Ons but I wanted to race, Thought I’d get ahead, thought it’d be so boss, But I followed my ass, now I’m hopelessly lost.

Well, I asked the Hare how much further to run, He held up both hands, said “Let me show you, son, Just count these and multiply by nine.” Oh, Great Hasher, please show me a sign!

So I’ve run for hours under blazing sun, I really don’t know how far I’ve gone, I wanted a cold beer but I’ll settle for wine, Oh, Great Hasher - for some fruit of the vine!

Great Hasher won’t you call me? I’m having fits, I’ve short cut the trail, And now I’m covered in SHIT!