Lyrics:

FZ--guitar
Captain Beefheart--harmonica/vocals
Napoleon Murphy Brock--sax
Bruce Fowler--trombone
Denny Walley--slide guitar
George Duke--keyboards
Tom Fowler--bass
Terry Bozzio--drums

Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss they clothes and scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from a window hole a 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 'n rot 'n rats 'n snot, vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door
Stinks so bad, stones are chokin'
Weepin' greenish drops
In the den where the giant fire puffer woik
'N the torchum never stops, talkin'
Torchum never stops, talkin'
Torchum never stops
Torchum never stops.

Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steamin' pig in a tumbers right near there
In the chambers right near there
He eats the snouts 'n the trotters first
The loin's 'n the groin's are then dispersed
His carvin' style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be coist
All men be coist
All men be coist
All men be coist
And disagree, well no-one durst
He the best of course of all the woist
Best of course of all the woist

He stinks so bad, his stones been chokin'
Weepin' greenish drops,
In the room where the iron maiden,
'N the torchum never stops, talkin'
Torchum never stops
Torchum never stops, talkin'
Torchum never stops.

Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Who are all those people that he's 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 its kin
Requires naught but lockin' in
Of any anything that's been
Could be a her but its prob'ly a him
Could be a her but its prob'ly a him
It's what's the deal we're dealing in
It's what's the deal we're dealing in

An' he thinks so bad it's hurt
To the pearl and the piles of blast
Any dungeon have a trailer
Were the torchum never stops, talkin' now
Torchum never stops
Torchum never stops, talkin' to you
Torchum never stops.