The Torture Never Stops Part One - Frank Zappa

Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair

Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair

A tiny little light from a window hole a hundred yards away

Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day;

An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'

'N weepin' greenish drops

In the room where the giant fire puffer works

'N the torture never stops

The torture never stops

The torture

The torture

The torture never stops

Slime 'n rot 'n rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor

Fifty ugly lookin' soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door

Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain

An' a sinister little midget with a bucket an' a mop

A sinister little midget with a bucket an' a mop

A sinister little midget with a bucket an' a mop

Where the blood goes down the drain;

An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'

'N weepin' greenish drops

In the room where the giant fire puffer works

'N the torture never stops

The torture never stops

The torture

The torture

The torture never stops

Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair

An evil prince eats a steamin' pig in a chamber right near there

He eats the snouts 'n the trotters first

The loin’s 'n groin’s are soon dispersed

His carvin' style is well rehearsed

He stands and shouts

All men be cursed

All men be…

All men be…

All men be…

All men be cursed

Uh-oh!

And disagree, (yeah, disagree)

Well no-one durst (yeah, no-one dare)

He’s the best of course of all the worst

(He's the best of course of all the worst!)

Some wrong a-been a-done…

Work out, Bob

(Err…)

Wanna buy some cave paintings, Bob?

Some wrong a-been a-done, (some wrong)

He done it first

(Some wrong been done, he done it…)

An' he stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'

'N weepin' greenish drops

In the night of the iron sausage

Where the torture never stops

The torture never stops

The torture

The torture

The torture never stops