The Pogues - Tosspint: chords

E                       D
Tosspint rises early, sprung from nightmare's claw
Thrice crows the dawn cock,
     A
the mist is on the moor
E
Tosspint cries from croaking gills,
       D
thank God I'm not forsaken
  A
From the hellish depths of sleep,
                    D
at last I am awakened

Tosspint flushed his kidneys,
rained a golden shower
Pleased to piss a good potful,
he shat upon the hour
Tosspint filled his belly with
tripes and ox's tongue
A sucking pig stuffed with figs,
into his guts he flung

Chorus:
      D
Full belly and the dance is merry
       E
Where hunger reigns no strength obtains
      D
The wheel spins, the gurdy hums
 A
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 the two-backed beast

Chorus:
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 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, 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
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

Chorus:
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