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