Luyện nghe bài hát Tosspint

Tosspint rises
Sprung from a nightmare's
Thrice crows the cock
The is on the moor

cries from croaking gills
Thank God I'm not
From the hellish of sleep
At I am awakened

Tosspint flushed his
Rained a shower
Pleased to piss a pot full
He shat the hour

Tosspint filled his
With tripe and tongue
Sucking pig stuffed with
his guts he flung

Full belly and the dance is
Where reigns no strength obtains
The wheel spins, the hums
the bells and beat the drum

Tosspint drinks
And pees the sun
All the hoary oak
The laughing run

Tosspint his codpiece
To the flour the yeast
In the field by Tanner's
He plays to two-backed

Twist the spigot, the hole
Stoke the and blow the coal
The wheel spins, the hums
Ring the and beat the drum

Where hunger reigns no obtains
The wheel spins, the hums
Ring the bells and the drum

fell foul of dogma
And into a schism
The was quick, the sky grew dark
led him from the prison

Tied him to a of oak
Lit a fire of wood and
The sang out "His bacon's smoked!"
The rang out "Tosspint's croaked!"

under flaming sky
Walks the fires of Hell
Where bestial threw the damned
as they fell

Into the pits of coals
throws up his last bowl
Mingled the soup
His

Tosspint rises
Sprung from a claw
Thrice crows the cock
The is on the moor

Twist the spigot, close the
the fire and blow the coal
The spins, the gurdy hums
the bells and beat the drum