(to the tune of “No Rain” by Blind Melon : ) by Sacksquats – Wildcard H3
All I can say is that the Hash is pretty strange
We like running for BEER in sun or rain
And all we can do is just drink a beer or two
And Range and shout “RU?” but it’s not sane… it’s not sa-a-a-aane
I just want someone to say to me, ON ON ON ON
We’ll follow plops, checks and false trails…eh-yeah-eh
You know we’d like to see some boobs and dicks along the way
So stay with me and we’ll find True Trail!
And they don’t understand how we drink all day
And we run and then complain of shitty trai-ails
And all we can do is sing crude songs and name lewd names
And we laugh the night away, cuz it’s a great escape, escape, escape, escaaaape
All I can say is that this Hare is pretty strange
5 miles and no Beer Near
This wank’s insane…
He’s not sane, got no brai-ai-ai-ain!
I just want someone to say to me DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN
This trail is off the shiggy scale…eh-yeah
You know we’ll never keep our fee-eet dry today
Screw the FRBs and we’ll find find true trail!
Oh and we’ll drink some ale oooh and we’ll find true trail, oh no, no! You know we’re really gonna, really gonna drink some ale, yeahWe’re gonna find true trail….down down down down…down down down down