Frank Zappa — The Torture Never Stops Conceptual Continuity

Flies all green and buzzin' In this dungeon of despair Prisoners grumble ’N piss their clothes 'N Scratch their matted hair A tiny light from a window-hole A hundred yards away Is all they ever get to know About the regular life in the day And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin' And weepin’ greenish drops In the room where The giant fire puffer works And the torture never stops The torture never stops The torture The torture The torture never stops Slime and rot 'n rats and snot And vomit on the floor Fifty ugly soldiers men Holdin' spears by the iron door Knives and spikes and guns and the likes Of every tool of pain And a sinister midget with a bucket and a mop Where the blood goes down the drain And it stinks so bad, the stones been chokin' And weepin' greenish drops In the room where The giant fire puffer works And the torture never stops The torture never stops The torture The torture The torture never stops Flies all green and buzzin' In this dungeon of despair An Evil Prince eats a steamin' pig In a chamber right near there He eats de snout an' de trotters first! The loins and the groins is soon dispersed His carvin’ style is well rehearsed He stands and shouts All men be cursed All men be cursed All men be cursed All men be cursed And disagree, well no one durst He’s the best of cause of all the worst He's the best of cause of all the worst Some wrong been done, he done it first Some wrong been done, he done it first And he stinks so bad his bones been chokin’ Weepin' greenish drops In the light of the iron sausage Where the torture never stops The torture never stops The torture never stops The torture The torture The torture never stops Oooow ooow ooow Aaarch Aaaah Aaaah Ahuh Owwww Ohhh Mwrohhh, aarch Oh, oh, aah . . Huh, ahhu, hmmmm [etc.] Flies all green and buzzin' In this dungeon of despair Who are all those people That is locked away down there Are they crazy? Are they sainted? Are they zeroes someone painted? It has never been explained Since at first it was created But a dungeon like a sin Requires not much lockin' in Of everything that’s ever been Look at her Look at him That's what's the deal we're dealin in [4x ] Thank You