She Ain't Gonna Fuck No More

Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic

My eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the whore,
Who had fucked all round Jakarta,
but had never cum before,
She'd fuck and suck most anything
and she had a running sore,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

That whore had gone around the world,
in and out of every bed,
But though she tried with all her might,
her cunt felt almost dead,
But with all the fucking that she'd done,
she had never cum, she said.
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

She almost quit then in despair,
but then she had a flash,
She said "I've tried most everything,
but haven't tried the HASH!
And all those jerks are so pissed up,
they'll never see the rash."
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

And so one steaming Monday night,
she found the Anchor truck,
She could see by the crazed looks in their eyes
that she would have some luck,
So she strolled into the circle
and challenged anyone to fuck,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

The Hash Master was in control
and so he stepped up first,
But sadly the man had drunk too much
and over-quenched his thirst,
When he pulled his flaccid penis out,
she laughed like she would burst,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

The Joint Hash Masters took a turn,
they stepped up one by one,
But with each prick she gave a sigh
for still she hadn't cum.
She said "You're no good at fucking,
you'd best go back and run."
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

The Masters of Music tried their hands
but couldn't do a thing,
One was so tired from running,
all he could do was sing,
The other tried a short cut,
got his prick lost in her ring,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

Hash Cash stepped hard into the fray
and tried to fill the breach,
But when he put it up inside
she said it wouldn't reach,
So she grabbed the Secretary
and she sucked him like a leech,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

The Scribe stepped up and cried, "The pen
is mightier than the sword."
But when he jumped upon her
she just lay there looking bored.
She said, "You're really nothing
when you've whored like I have whored"
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

The Religious Adviser said a prayer
and called upon the gods,
The only way to make her cum
was with his divine rod,
But even with celestial help,
he was like the other sods,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

All in the circle took their turns,
the Germans and Frogs,
The Aussies, Yank and Pommies
and even a couple of Wogs,
But the Dutchmen were the first in line
to shed their running togs,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

When they all had finished she said
"There's something I must tell,
I've laid here in the circle
and watched all your pricks swell,
But for all the good you've done for me,
you can all go straight to hell."
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

They each had tried her one by one
as she lay upon the grass,
They'd jammed it up her cunt and mouth
and some had tried her ass,
The one thing that they hadn't tried,
was to fuck her all en masse,
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

What alone they didn't do,
they accomplished it in sum,
With three pricks between each finger
and 18 up her bum,
And 16 each in cunt and mouth,
she said "I think I've cum!"
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

The city bells began to peel,
her body began shake,
Exploding rockets lit the sky,
the earth began to quake,
That one massive orgasm
was all that she could take
But she ain't gonna fuck no more.

And when they climbed down off her
and they looked upon the ground,
Nothing of her could be seen,
and nothing could be found,
They said though she was one good fuck,
she'd never be a Hash House Hound,
For she ain't gonna fuck no more.

Keywords: hashsong, sex