The Torture Never Stops Lyrics by Frank Zappa
Album : FZ:OZ
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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 it's probly a him
Could be a her but it's probly a him
Its what's the deal were dealin' in
Its what's the deal were dealin' in
An he stinks so bad it's 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
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 it's probly a him   Could be a her but it's probly a him   Its what's the deal were dealin' in   Its what's the deal were dealin' in   An he stinks so bad it's 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