Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

http://www.fighterpilotuniversity.com/music-and-theater/songs/fighter- pilot-lies/ By the ring around his eyeball you can tell a bombardier, You can tell a bomber pilot by the spread around his rear, You can tell a navigator by his sextants, charts, and such, You can tell a fighter pilot, but you can’t tell him much. CHORUS: It’s a lie, it’s a lie, If a fighter pilot tells it you can bet that it’s a lie, It’s a lie, it’s a lie, If a fighter pilot tells you it’s a goddamned lie! We fly our fucking fighters down to forty fucking feet, Through the fucking corn and through the fucking wheat. First you fly the fuckers up and then you fly the f-uckers down And you’ll be the first to know when you hit the fucking ground. Rollin’ on target with your burners all aglow. You put your pipper on them and you let your napalm go. First you jink out to the left and then jink out to the right And you hit the deck a-running and make it home another night.

Dear Hashers,

My first songbook, published in 1993, contained 160 songs … this edition, updated in early 2011, contains more than 800, not counting variations and alternate versions of certain songs. The more hashers I meet the more songs I learn. Thank you, one and all, for your contributions.

The Half-Mind Hymnal is an ongoing labor of love, constantly being added to, revised, and improved. If you know songs that aren’t printed here or melodies to tunes I haven’t been able to track down, please get in touch with me.

On-On! Flying Booger e-mail: flyboog@pwoodford.net

Half-Mind Hymnal compiled by Flying Booger Updated February 9, 2011