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The Pogues
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Tosspint
作词:Jeremy Finer
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
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 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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