There ain't no summer and there ain't no spring
The skies ain't blue and the gra** ain't green
The birds don't sing and fly around
Even they can't seem to get off the ground
My front doorbell never rings
I never go outside for anything
At every little house in town
The window shades are all pulled down
And the mailman never ever comes around
Here in Torture Town
That is where I can be found
In Torture Town
Don't you come around
If you got happiness in your life
Then you best
Stay away
From Torture Town
There's a little town bar - there ain't no stores
And they'll deliver a case to my front porch
They don't charge me a dime
'Cause I play guitar for them sometimes
As 1-2-3-4 shots kick in
My euphoria begins
That's me inside that liquor gla**
Cold as ice and drowning fast
And I'm daring anyone to pour me out
Here in Torture Town
That is where I can be found
In Torture Town
Don't you come around
If you got happiness in your life
Then you best
Stay away
From Torture Town
If life gave me a second chance
I guess I'd change a lot
I'd make myself a better man
Aw hell, maybe not
The ghosts that live here find it hard
To scare my a** away
I'm scarier than they are, so
I might as well stay
Here in Torture Town
That is where I will be found
In Torture Town
Don't you come around
If you got happiness in your life
Then you best
Stay away
From Torture Town