Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Racism is no stranger to the hash, it seems …

Now Yu Wee Flung Lu Wee, They say he can screw-ee, Any girlie from Shanghai to Peking. And to say what is mor-ee, There isn’t a whor-ee, That can start his Chop Suey a weeping.

Now Yu Wee went walk-ee, With a boiling hot Stalk-ee, And he see a sweet little lassie. Sweet little lassie with burning hot chassis, And he say “Ha ha ha, I smell cunt-ee.”

Now he take her arm-ee, No cause for alarm-ee, She tell him her name is Hip Swing-ee. She say “Come to my room-ee, And tickle my womb-ee, And make my tits go ting-a-ling-ee.”

Now I happen to know-ee, That Yu Wee he go-ee, For next day we he go to pee-ee, He say, “Hey, something amiss-ee, My cock be no piss-ee, I think I have got the vee-d-ee.”

IN VINO VERITAS

.079 (Seven Nine) A Mouthful of Singha Alcoholics’ Anthem Breathalyzed Bruces’ Philosophers Song Dough, Ray, Me Drink! Give Me that Good Old Vino Glorious, Victorious (Beer, Beer, Beer) Have Another Please History of Beer I Drank a Beer I Love Beer I Want a Beer Let’s Have a Party More Beer O Holy Beer Old Pacific Sea One Evening in October Pissed Pub With No Beer Rye Whiskey Salvation Army Song Save the Beer Shiner Beer Singha Cock