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 fogies
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 fallin' in batches
Pyromaniacs striking matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freaking at the freakers ball
In heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine... You got your things, and I've got mine.
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 fogies
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 fallin' in batches
Pyromaniacs striking matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freaking at the freakers ball
In heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine... You got your things, and I've got mine.
tonight the city is full of morgues
and all the toilets are overflowing
there's shopping malls coming out of the walls
as we walk out among the manure
that's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
give the finger to the rock 'n' roll singer
as he's dancing upon your paycheck
the sales climb high through the garbage-pail sky
like a giant dildo crushing the sun
that's why
I pay no mind
sleep in slime
I just got signed
so get out your lead-pipe pipe dreams
get out your ten-foot flags
the insects are huge and the poison's all been used
and the drugs won't kill your day job...honey
that's why
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
I pay no mind
that's why
i pay no mind [x7]
(note: on the vinyl version of "Pay No Mind" the lead-in is simply Beck counting. And there's an extra verse which goes:
Somebody burned down the picnic
Someone kissed their own ass by mistake
The cliches are turning into people
With the greeting cards glued to their face
In heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine... You got your things, and I've got mine.