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

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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Hard hats 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