The Torture Never Stops — текст песни (Frank Zappa)

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 arell 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