Sixteen Miles

Tune: Sixteen Tons

CHORUS:
You run 16 miles and what'd you get?
Another day older and covered in shit!
Great Hasher don't you call me, 'cause I can't go
I've short cut the trail and I've miles to goŠ

Well, I woke up this morning in a bed - not mine.
With my Nike's in my hands, left for ON-ONs to find.
I started with my buddies a half past three,
But a short-cut the trail, now I'm an SCB.

Well, I looked for trail all over the place.
I could'a followed on's but I wanted to race.
Thought I'd get ahead - thought it'd be so boss,
But I followed my ass, now I'm lost, lost, lost!

Well I asked the Hare how much further to run.
He held up both hands - said "Let me show you son.
Just count these fingers and multiply by nine."
Oh, Great Hasher, please show me a sign!

So I've run for hours under the blazing sun.
I really don't know how far I've run.
I wanted a cold beer but I'll settle for wine,
Oh, Great Hasher for some fruit of the vine,

Great Hasher won't you call me,
I'm having fits.
I've short-cut the trail,
And now I'm covered in SHIT!

Keywords: hashsong, trail