Well, there's gonna be a freaker's ball
Tonight, at the freaker's hall
And you know that you're invited
One and all, aw
C'mon babies, grease your lips
Grab your hats, and swing your hips
And don't forget to bring your whips
We're goin' to the Freaker's Ball
Blow your whistle, bang your gong
All the fags and dikes, they're boogyin' together
The leather freaks are 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 F.B.I. is dancin' with the junkies
All the straights swingin' with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freakin' at the Freakers Ball
Everybody is kissin' each other