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Tonight at the freakers hall And you know you're invited one and all
Come on babies, grease your lips Grab your hats and swing your hips Don't forget to bring your whips We're going to the freakers ball
Blow your whistle and bang your gong Roll up somethin' to take along It feels so good it must be wrong We're freakin' at the freakers ball
Where all the fags and the dykes, they're boogyin' together The leather freaks are 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 are dancin' with the junkies All the straights are swingin' with the funkies Across the floor and up the wall We're freakin at the freakers ball, y'all We're freakin at the freakers ball
Everybody's kissin' each other Brother with sister, son with mother Smear my body up with butter Take me to the freakers ball
Pass that roach please, and pour the wine I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine I'm gonna boogie till I go blind We're freakin' at the freakers ball
White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones Necrophiliacs lookin' for dead ones The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screamin' "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"
Everybody's fallin' in batches Pyromaniacs striking matches I'm gonna itch me where it scratches Freakin' at the freakers ball
— Shel Silverstein; recorded by Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show
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