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Well there's gonna be a freakers ball
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 something 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
Screaming "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"

The FBI are dancing with the junkies
All the straights, are swinging with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freakin at the freakers ball
Yall, we're freakin at the freakers ball

Everybody's kissing 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 looking for dead ones
The greatest of the sadist and the masochists too
Screaming "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"

Everybody's ballin' in batches
Pyromaniacs striking matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freaking at the freakers ball
Well there's gonna be a freakers ball   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 something 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   Screaming "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"      The FBI are dancing with the junkies   All the straights, are swinging with the funkies   Across the floor and up the wall   We're freakin at the freakers ball   Yall, we're freakin at the freakers ball      Everybody's kissing 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 looking for dead ones   The greatest of the sadist and the masochists too   Screaming "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"      Everybody's ballin' in batches   Pyromaniacs striking matches   I'm gonna itch me where it scratches   Freaking at the freakers ball