This series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak). Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others. So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter. Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever! Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make. For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.
Link: [Dr. Hook]
Freaker’s Ball
Dr. Hook
Well there's gonna be a Freaker's Ball
Tonight at the Freaker's Hall
And you know you're invited
One and all
Uh oh
Come on baby
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
Link: [Bad Company]
Rock and Roll Fantasy
Bad Company
Yeah
Yeah
Here comes the jesters
One
Two
Three
It's all part of my fantasy
I love the music
And I love to see the crowd
Dancin' In the aisles
And singin' out loud
Yeah
Um yeah
Here comes the dancers
One by one
Your mama's callin'
But you're havin' fun
You find you're dancin'
On a number nine cloud
Put your hands together now
And sing It out loud
It’s all part
Of my rock 'n roll fantasy
Yeah
It’s all part
Of my rock 'n roll dream
Yeah
It’s all part
Of my rock 'n roll fantasy
It’s all part
Of my rock 'n roll dream
Yeah
Yeah
yeah
Put up the spotlights
One and all
And let the feelin'
Get down to your soul
The music's so loud
You couldn’t hear the sound
Reachin' for the sky
And churnin’ up the ground
Its all part
Of my rock 'n roll fantasy
Yeah
Its all part
Of my rock 'n roll dream
Oh yeah
Its all part
Of my rock 'n roll fantasy
Its all part
Of my rock 'n roll dream
Yeah
Fantasy
Yeah Yeah Yeah yeah yeah
Fantasy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lyrics From: [eLyrics.net]
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