after the hash was over


	Some lads drink with the 'A' team,
	Some lads drink with the 'B',
	But some lads should stick to drinking
	Small cups of cold lemon tea.

	Some lads drive to Colombo,
	While others just walk down the road,
	Perhaps they were forced to crawl -
	The truth remains untold.

	The same thing happened in Negombo,
	Only a few months back,
	A couple of Royal Pilsners,
	And one lad's flat on his back.

	In Digana, power cuts are oft to happen,
	By night it gets quite black,
	And when you've had a bottle or four,
	Your head you're sure to crack.

	Some lads will light a candle,
	And then fall fast asleep ,
	While others totter round and round -
	And finish in a heap.

	The moral to my story, boys,
	As Sam's heard to say,
	When the clock's hands show a quart to four,
	It's time to be on your way.


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