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Pogues

Genres: Rock

Tosspint Lyrics - Pogues

Tosspint rises early 

Sprung from a nightmare's claw 

Thrice crows the dawn cock 

The mist is on the moor 

 

Tosspint cries from croaking gills 

Thank God I'm not forsaken 

From the hellish depths of sleep 

At last I am awakened 

 

Tosspint flushed his kidneys 

Rained a golden shower 

Pleased to piss a good pot full 

He shat upon the hour 

 

Tosspint filled his belly 

With tripe and ox's tongue 

Sucking pig stuffed with figs 

Into his guts he flung 

 

Full belly and the dance is merry 

Where hunger reigns no strength obtains 

The wheel spins, the gurdy hums 

Ring the bells and beat the drum 

 

Tosspint drinks lustily 

And pees against the sun 

All around the hoary oak 

The laughing maidens run 

 

Tosspint warms his codpiece 

To the flour adds the yeast 

In the field by Tanner's Mill 

He plays to two-backed beast 

 

Twist the spigot, close the hole 

Stoke the fire and blow the coal 

The wheel spins, the gurdy hums 

Ring the bells and beat the drum 

 

[Incomprehensible] 

Where hunger reigns no strength obtains 

The wheel spins, the gurdy hums 

Ring the bells and beat the drum 

 

Tosspint fell foul of dogma 

And slipped into a schism 

The trial was quick, the sky grew dark 

They led him from the prison 

 

Tied him to a stake of oak 

Lit a fire of wood and coke 

The crowd sang out "His bacon's smoked!" 

The bells rang out "Tosspint's croaked!" 

 

Tosspint under flaming sky 

Walks through the fires of Hell 

Where bestial demons threw the damned 

Screaming as they fell 

 

Into the pits of burning coals 

Tosspint throws up his last bowl 

Mingled with the soup 

His soul 

 

Tosspint rises early 

Sprung from a nightmare's claw 

Thrice crows the dawn cock 

The mist is on the moor 

 

Twist the spigot, close the hole 

Stoke the fire and blow the coal 

The wheel spins, the gurdy hums 

Ring the bells and beat the drum 

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