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

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 f*gs 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 [ horns ] No hairs and long hairs kissin' each other mother with daughter son with mother Smear my body up with bu*ter and take me to the Freaker's Ball Pa** 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 s**ist 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