Big Time - Freak Power

Big time lovers in a king-size bed

Small town freaks and the local head

The ding-a-ling girls dive dressed to kill

The boys giggled but they caught it on film

Big Daddy Love took the room downstairs

There was cats hanging out in their underwear

He said, «It smells funky,» but he’s back for more

The ninja sex was on the second floor

The ground floor babies love to flip and trip

Up in the attic with the gooby whip

Drowned your sorrows with the friends that you keep

You trashed the garden the fell asleep

Gilbert and George standing on there heads

Four on the floor and then four in the bed

Daisy Lady come shave our skins

One’s too fat and the other’s too thin

Freaky evenings as I recall

Courtesy of the old snowballs

Felt tip tripping with the marker sluts

Tha Fonk Moose done drive you nuts

Sunday night fever and we’re totally wired

Lord Lenny Lutch is just about retired

We still watch Elvis on the split screen show

The party’s cardy’s stone fit to blow

Timothy Leary said to Kenny Sharfe

«I think you need another cheeky half.»

We’ve got Chris Eubank with the serious shit

As your attorney I advise you to quit

Garfield on the sofa with the freaks galore

The Diceman hit him and he rolled a four

He dug the kid’s style and he’s friend the roach

We’ve got fear and loathing on the Southern Coast

It’s the big time, (gonna get by, by, by,)

It’s the big time, (Totally fried, fried, fried.)