The Final Down-Down Tune of: The Final Count Down

You're leaving us, hasher,
And so it's farewell
But maybe you'll come back,
To hash, who can tell ?

And though there is no one to blame,
You're leaving town,
Will trails ever be the same again?
It's the final down-down . . .

You've run through the shiggy,
Still your cock [tits] stood tall
Slurped your drinks like a piggy
Fucked the harriettes [hasher chaps] all.

With so many check points to go
And trails to be found
I'm sure that we'll all miss you so.
It's the final down-down . . .

You're leaving, you bastard,
May you shortcut to hell,
And screw fallen women [hashers]
And the devil as well.

And now you've run your last hash trail
So drink it all down,
Will hashing e'er be the same again?
It's the final down-down . . .