Come on, baby, grease your lips,
Put on your hat, and shake your hips.
And don-t forget to bring your ships.
We-re goin- to the Freakers Ball.
Shake your mojo, bang your gong,
Roll up somethin- to take along.
Feels so good that it must be wrong
Freakin- at the Freakers Ball.

All the fags and dykes, they-re boogyin- together
Leather freaks all dressed in leather.
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists, too,
Screamin- 'You hit me' and 'I-ll hit you'.
F.B.I. dancin- with the junkies.
All the straights swingin- with the funkies
-Cross the floor and up the wall.
Freakin- at the Freakers Ball.

Hard hats and long hairs lovin- each other.
Brother with sister, son with mother.
Smear my body up with butter.
Take me to the Freakers Ball.
So pass that roach, pour the wine.
I-ll kiss yours and you-ll kiss mine.
I-m gonna boogie til I go blind.
Freakin- at the Freakers Ball.