Luyện nghe bài hát Tosspint

Tosspint early
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 depths of sleep
At last I am

Tosspint his kidneys
a golden shower
Pleased to piss a good pot
He upon the hour

Tosspint filled his
With tripe and tongue
pig stuffed with figs
Into his guts he

belly and the dance is merry
Where hunger reigns no strength
The spins, the gurdy hums
the bells and beat the drum

Tosspint lustily
And against the sun
All the hoary oak
The maidens run

warms 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 fire and the coal
The wheel spins, the gurdy
Ring the bells and the drum

Where reigns no strength obtains
The spins, the gurdy hums
the bells and beat the drum

Tosspint foul of dogma
And slipped a schism
The trial was quick, the sky grew
They led him from the

him to a stake of oak
Lit a fire of and coke
The crowd sang out "His smoked!"
The bells out "Tosspint's croaked!"

under flaming sky
Walks through the of Hell
Where bestial demons the damned
as they fell

Into the pits of coals
Tosspint throws up his bowl
with the soup
His

Tosspint early
Sprung a nightmare's claw
Thrice crows the cock
The is on the moor

the spigot, close the hole
Stoke the and blow the coal
The spins, the gurdy hums
Ring the bells and beat the