Lyrics

Composed by Flamin’ Asshole, Emerald Coast HHH; contributed by M.I.A.

There is a hash in New Orleans, They throw a great party each year, With strays and gays in wild parades, And Po’ Boys with Dixie beer.

Grand Masters, tell your hashers, Take your whistles and go, ‘Cause Cajuns there, are rednecks and queers, They take you on blow for blow.

The only thing a hasher needs, Is a butt plug and a mug, One to keep queers out of their rears, The other so they can chug.

The virgins show up early, They drink, pass out, and are through, The experienced hashers cum later, And cover the virgins in goo.

As hashers get up in the morning, Most of them wish they were dead, There’s a little man with a hammer, Banging inside of their heads.

Now the moral of our story, Mardi Gras is a blast, From the Emerald Coast, we propose a toast, Merci, with our tits and ass.