Category Archives: Down Down

How Much Beer

(Ode to Joy)

How much beer has he been drinking,
he is looking mighty lit.
As we stand here are we thinking:
do we really give a shit.
Who’s that wanker,
so unseemly
that his mum would surely frown.
Grab your beer and hold it firmly,
drink it, drink it, down, down, down.

Meet the Hashers

(Meet the Flintstones)

Hashers, meet the hashers,
they’re the biggest drunks in history.
From the hash of harrisburg,
they’re the leaders in debauchery.
Half minds, trailing shiggy through the years.
Watch them as they down a lot of beers.
Down down, down down down down,
down down down down down down down down down,
down down down down down down,
down down down down down down down!

Eyes of an Eagle

If I had the eye of an eagle,
if I had the wings of a crow,
I’d fly over god’s creation
and shit on the hashers below, below.

Shit on, shit on,
shit on the hashers below, below.

Shit on, shit on,
shit on the hashers below.

You’re a shitty hare

(to the tune of Living on a prayer, Bon Jovi)
Credit to Tour De Puke

You’re spose to mark trail,
with flour dots.

Doesn’t make a difference to you if we get shot.
I hope you’re planning to drink a lot because…
[insert reason for offense that rhymes with shot]

oooooo, you’re half-way there.
Ooooo-ooooo, you’re a shitty hare, you’re a shitty hare.

(solo)
down,down down, down, down, down….

The Mayor of Bayswater’s Daughter

And the hairs!
And the hairs!
And the hairs of her dickey-di-do
hung down to their knees.

One black one, one white one,
and one with a bit of shite on
and one with a fairy light on,
to show is the way.

And the hairs!
And the hairs!
And the hairs of her dickey-di-do
hung down to their knees.