Freakin' at the Freakers' Ball Songtext
von Dr. Hook

Well, there′s gonna be a freaker's ball
Tonight at the freaker′s hall
And you know you're invited, one and all
Uh-oh

Come on, babies, grease your lips
Grab your hats and swing your hips
And don't forget to bring your whips
We′re going to the freaker′s ball, yes!

Blow your whistle, bang your gong
Roll up something to take along
It feels so good, it must be wrong
We're freaking at the freaker′s ball

Well, all the fags and the dykes, they're boogying together
The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming, "Please hit me, and I′ll hit you!"


The FBI is dancing with the junkies
All the straights are swinging with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freaking at the freaker′s ball, y'all
We're freaking at the freaker′s ball

Hey, hello
Oh, this is marvelous, yeah, it′s nice to see you

Everybody is kissing each other
Brother with sister, son with mother
Smear my body up with butter
Take me to the freaker's ball

Pass that roach, please, and pour the wine
I′ll kiss yours if you kiss mine
I'm gonna boogie ′til I go blind
We're freaking at the freaker′s ball

White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones
Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming, "Please hit me, and I'll hit you!"

Everybody falling in batches
Pyromaniacs striking matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freaking at the freaker′s ball, y′all
We're freaking at the freaker′s ball


We're out of my hall
We′re freaking at the freaker's ball, yeah!