Shel Silverstein - (freakin' At The) Freaker's Ball lyrics

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There's gonna be a Freaker's Ball yes yes tonight at the Freaker's Hall

Ha ha yeah and you know that you're invited one and all

C'mon babies grease your lips grab your hats swing your hips

And don't forget to bring your whips I'll take you to the Freaker's Ball

Blow your whistle bang your gong roll up somethin' to take along

It feels so good but it must be wrong a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball

All the fags and the dikes they boogyin' together

Leather freaks're dressed in all kinds of leather

The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too

Screamin' please hit me and I'll hit you

The FBI a dancin' with the junkies all the straights a swingin' with the funkies

Cross the floor and up the wall a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball

Y'all a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball

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No hairs and long hairs kissin' each other mother with daughter son with mother

Smear my body up with butter and take me to the Freaker's Ball

Pass that roach and pour the wine I'll kiss yours and you'll kiss mine

I'm a gonna boogie till I go blind a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball

Oh the white freaks black freaks yellow and red ones

Necropheliacs a lookin' for dead ones

Tickers the sickers they're gettin' their kicks

With the womans libbers and the sexist pigs

The plastercasters castin' their plasters the masturbators baitin' their masters

Cross the floor and up the wall a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball

Y'all a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball y'all a freakin' at the Freaker's Ball