The Torture Never Stops in Album You Cant Do That On Stage Anymore Vol 4 Lyrics by Frank Zappa

The Torture Never Stops in Album You Cant Do That On Stage Anymore Vol 4 Lyrics

    Frank zappa (guitar)
    Captain beefheart (harmonica, vocals)
    Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone)
    Bruce fowler (trombone)
    Denny walley (slide guitar)
    George duke (keyboards)
    Tom fowler (bass)
    Terry bozzio (drums)

    Flies all green and buzzin'
    In this dungeon of despair
    Prisoners grumblin
    Piss they clothes
    Scratch their matted hair
    A tiny light from a window-hole
    Hundred yards away
    That all they ever get to know
    'bout the regular life in the day
    'bout the regular life in the day

    Slime and rot and rats and snuck
    Vomit on the floor
    Fifty ugly soldier men
    Holdin' spears by the iron door
    Stinks so bad, stones are chokin'
    Weepin' greenish drops
    In the den where
    The giant fire puffer woiks
    And the torture never stops
    The torture never stops, torture
    The torture never stops
    The torture never stops

    Flies all green and buzzin'
    In this dungeon of despair
    An evil prince eats a steamin' pig
    In a tumbers right near there
    In the chambers right near there
    He eats de snouts an trotters first!
    The loins and the groins are then dispersed
    His carvin style is well rehearsed
    He stands and shouts
    All men be cursed (4x)
    And disagree it, well no one durst
    He the best of cause of all the woist
    Best of cause of all the woist

    He stinks so bad his stones been chokin'
    Weepin' greenish drops
    In the room with the iron maiden
    And the torture never stops, torture
    Torture never stops
    Torture never stops, torture
    Torture never stops

    Flies all green and buzzin'
    In dungeon of despair
    Who are'll those people
    That is shut away down there
    Are they crazy
    Are they sainted
    Are they heroes someone painted
    Someone painted
    Are they -isms
    Later ornated
    Once they come they have been tainted
    Once they come they have been tainted
    Never been explained
    Since at first it was created
    But a dungeon and his kin'
    Require naught but lockin' in
    Of any anything thats been
    Could be a her but its probly a him
    Could be a her but its probly a him
    Its whats the deal were dealin' in
    Its whats the deal were dealin' in
    An he stinks so bad its hurt
    To the pearl and the piles of blast
    Any dungeon have a trailer
    Were the torture never stops, torture
    Torture never stops
    Torture never stops, torture
    Torture never stops
    Torture never stops, talkin' to you
    Torture never stops

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