X-Cops – The Party’s Over

The name is Cobb Knobbler

And you’re here with me now

I’ll tell ya punks, the name’s Cobb Knobbler

Satanic Nazi, Weenie gobbler

I was in the ‘Nam, now I’m on the lam

Joined up with the X-Cops, kickin’ ass and porkin’ chops

The party’s over

I wear a uniform

The party’s over

I wanna keep you warm

These are moments that I treasure

Agony is placed with pleasure

I know I’ll do my duty

I’ll restrain my gay-boy booty

The party’s over

I wear a uniform

The party’s over

I wanna keep you warm

I tried to die and then I cried

Really had to look inside

What it was that got me here

I am just a big fat queer

Sacrifice a goat, slice your fucking throat

That’s right punk, I’m also on junk

The party’s over

The party’s over

Well I love to look at Hitler’s maps

Hobnail boots and leather chaps

I used to live in San Francisco

Drop your drawers and pass the crisco

Now I’m naked on display, all the bad guys know I’m gay

They line up around the block, to suck the ghost of Hitler’s cock

Suck my motherfuckin’ dick!