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You Can’t Do That on Stage Anymore, Vol. 1
Disc 1
01. The Florida Airport Tape
02. Once Upon a Time
03. Sofa #1
04. The Mammy Anthem
05. You Didn’t Try to Call Me
06. Diseases of the Band
07. Tryin’ to Grow a Chin
08. Let’s Make the Water Turn Black / Harry You’re a Beast / The Orange County Lumber Truck
09. The Groupie Routine
10. Ruthie‐Ruthie
11. Babbette
12. I’m the Slime
13. Big Swifty
14. Don’t Eat the Yellow Snow
Disc 2
01. Plastic People
02. The Torture Never Stops
03. Fine Girl
04. Zomby Woof
05. Sweet Leilani
06. Oh No
07. Be in My Video
08. The Deathless Horsie
09. The Dangerous Kitchen
10. Dumb All Over
11. Heavenly Bank Account
12. Suicide Chump
13. Tell Me You Love Me
14. Sofa #2
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and 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
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

Slime 'n rot, rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door
Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain
An' a sinister 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 the groin's 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 course of all the worst
Some wrong been done, he done it first

(Well, well) An' he stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'
(Yeah) 'N weepin' greenish drops
(Well) In the night of the iron sausage
(Well) Where 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
Who are all those people that he's locked away up there
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeros someone painted?
It has never been explained since at first it was created
But a dungeon like a sin
Requires naught but lockin' in
Of everything that's ever been
Look at hers
Look at him
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in