Freakin’ at the Freakers
Ball (1972)
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Well, there’s gonna
be a Freakers ball tonight at the Freakers
Hall,
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and
you know you are invited, one and all.
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1. Come on, babies, grease your lips,
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grab
your hats, and swing your hips,
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don't
forget to bring your whips, we're goin' to the Freakers Ball.
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Blow your whistle, bang your
gong, roll up somethin' to
take along,
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if
feels so good, it must be wrong, we’re freakin' at
the Freakers Ball.
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Well, all the Fags and Dykes,
they're boogyin' together,
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Leather Freaks are dressed in
all kinds of leather.
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The greatest of the Sadists
and the Masochists, too,
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screamin' "Please, hit me" and "I'll
hit you".
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The F.B.I. dancin'
with the Junkies,
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all
the Straights swingin' with the Funkies
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across the floor and up the wall we’re freakin'
at the Freakers Ball.
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Y’all, we’re freakin at the Freakers Ball !
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2. Everybody is kissing' each other, brother with sister, son with
mother,
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smear
my body up with butter, and take me to the Freakers Ball.
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So pass that roach, please,
and pour the wine,
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I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss
mine,
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I'm gonna
boogie till I go blind, freakin' at the Freakers Ball.
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White ones, black ones, yellow
and red ones,
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Necropheliacs lookin'
for dead ones.
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The greatest of the Sadists
and the Masochists, too,
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screaming'
"Please, hit me !" and "I'll hit you".
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Everybody ballin' in batches, Pyromaniacs strikin'
matches.
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I'm gonna itch me
where it scratches, freakin' at the Freakers Ball,
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y'all freakin'
at the Freakers Ball.
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Freakin' at the Freakers
Ball.
(Dr. Hook & The Medicine)