The Party's Over - X-Cops

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 X-Cops

Kickin' ass and porkin' chops

(The party’s over)

I wear a uniform

(The party’s over)

I’m going to keep you warm

These are moments that I treasure

Agony is replaced 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’m going to keep you so warm

(Take it away, Al Depantsia

You are a sexy, sexy man)

The Bay Area gay Aryan

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, leather chaps

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!