Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tosspint, artist - The Pogues. Album song 30 Years, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 10.03.2013
Record label: Warner Music UK
Song language: English
Tosspint |
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 awaken |
Tosspint flushed his kidneys |
And 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 |
A 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 |
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 fell foul of dogma |
And slipped into 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 pits of burning coals |
Tosspint throws up his last bowl |
And 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 |