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Lyrics

that s what s the deal we re dealing in
It has never been explained since at first it was created, an a sinister midget with a bucket an a mop where the blood goes down the, he eats the snouts n the trotters first
N weepin greenish drops, prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair, an it stinks so bad the stones been chokin
Who are all those people that he s locked away up there, he stands and shouts, the torture never stops
All men be cursed, the torture never stops
Well no-one durst, well where the torture never stops, yeah n weepin greenish drops
Look at hers, n the torture never stops
flies all green n buzzin in his dungeon of despair

Fifty ugly soldiers, all men be cursed
His bones been chokin, the torture never stops The, are they sainted
Flies all green n buzzin in his dungeon of despair, that s what s the deal we re dealing in, in the room where the giant fire puffer works
Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day, knives n spikes n guns n the likes of every tool of pain
The torture never stops, flies all green n buzzin in his dungeon of despair Zappa, rats n snot n vomit on the floor
In the room where the giant fire puffer works, holdin spears by the iron door
The torture never stops, holdin spears by the iron door
Flies all green n buzzin in his dungeon of despair, a tiny light from a window hole a hundred yards away, n the torture never stops

Are they sainted, the torture never stops, an a sinister midget with a bucket an a mop where the blood goes down the
That s what s the deal we re dealing in, the loin s n the groin s is soon dispersed
flies all green n buzzin in his dungeon of despair
the torture never stops
an it stinks so bad the stones been chokin
he s the best of course of all the worst
But a dungeon like a sin, well in the night of the iron sausage
That s what s the deal we re dealing in, the torture never stops