Hymns

 SONG 1

We're the pack on the track
Of food and piss when we get back
We run with Rocky City Hash

(men only) Where the Hashmen "F**k" better
(women only) The Harriettes are wetter
We like to drink our Splash

We're the family of Hashers
Just waiting for me

We're the best bunch of Bastards
I'm sure you'll agree

So no more will I roam
Cause I think I've found On Home
ON ON
with Rocky City Hash

 SONG 2

We're Rock City we're the Hash
We leave the rest for dead
Our piss is cold, our nosh is hot
Our members overfed
Our runs abound in Bush and Mud
And legends all are we 
We set the trails and squash the snails 

ON ON RCH3

The penguin is our sacred bird
Our totem you might say
He stands with pride, his beady eyes
Are open wide all day
His strength and courage are renown
And such tenacity
The most amazing in the world

ON ON RCH3

We're Rocky City we're the Hash whose
Balls are made of brass
Unlike some others we could name
Who take it up the arse
We root and drink and fart and run
And bullshit too for free
We're rough as guts and tough as nails

ON ON RCH3

Our girls are on the quiet side
Demure, sweet and shy
But don't you ever give em shit
Or you will lose and eye
They wiggle bums and don't grow tits
Don't sneak behind a tree
They never take short cuts or quit

ON ON RCH3