Author:
michael
[ Edit | View ]
|
Date Posted: 11:44:54 10/15/04 Fri
(Freakin' At) The Freaker's Ball
Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show
(Shel Silverstein)
Well there's gonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha)
Tonight at the Freaker's Hall
And you know you're invited one and all
Uh oh
Come on baby's 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, and bang your gong
Roll up something to take along
It feels so good, it must be wrong
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Well all the fags and the dykes they're boogie-in' 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 dancin' with the junkies
All the straights, swingin' with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Everybody's kissing each other
Brother with sister, son with mother
Smear my body up with butter
And take me to the freaker's ball
Pass that roach please, and pour the wine
I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine
I'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind
Freakin' 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 ballin' in batches
Pyromaniacs strikin' matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
We're at a ball
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
-----------------------
The Cover Of The Rolling Stone
Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show
(Shel Silverstein)
(Hey Ray, hey sugar, tell them who we are)
Well, we're big rock singers, we got golden fingers and we're loved everywhere we go (That sounds like us)
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth at ten thousand dollars a show (Right)
We take all kinds of pills, that give us all kind of thrills but the thrill we've never known
Is the thrill that'll get you when you get your picture on the cover of The Rolling Stone
Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover
Wanna buy five copies for my mother (Yeah!)
Wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover of The Rolling Stone
(That's a very very good idea)
I got a freaky old lady name o' Cocaine Kitty who embroiders on my jeans
I got my poor ol' grey haired daddy, drivin' my limousine
Now it's all designed to blow our minds but our minds won't really be blown
Like the blow that'll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of The Rolling Stone
Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover
Wanna buy five copies for my mother (Yeah!)
Wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover of The Rolling Stone
(Hey, I know how...)
(ROCK AND ROLL!)
(Aww, dats beautiful)
We got a lot of little teenage blue eyed groupies who'll do anything we say
We got a genuine Indian guru, who's teachin' us a better way
We got all the friends, that money can buy, so we'll never have to be alone
And we keep gettin' richer but we can't get our picture on the cover of The Rolling Stone
Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover
Wanna buy five copies for my mother (I want one!)
Wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover The Rolling Stone
On the cover of the
Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover (I don't know why we ain't on the cover, baby)
Gonna buy five copies for my mother (We're beautiful fellows)
Wanna see my smiling face (I ain't kidding ya)
On the cover of The Rolling Stone (Ah, we would make a beautiful cover)
(The first shot, right up front man, I can see it now)
(We would be on the front smilin' man)
(Aahhhhh beautiful)
(c) 1973 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.
[ Post a Reply to This Message ]
|
Feedback: 