Everybody watch out for the Hashers runs again
ON ON is the shout that’s heard in snow and sun and rain,
Running down the streets while beer is running down the drain
We sing this little song:
Come on Odense-Nyborg Hashers
Drunks and masochist and flashers,
As long as nobody can catch us
We’ll still be running on.
Maybe we are young but we can keep a steady pace,
both in heavy drinking and when running in the race.
Once the bridge is finished we can run the waterways
though the false trails won't be fun.