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' a** 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 s**y, s**y man)
The gay Aryan, 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 f**ing 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 pa** the crisco
Now I'm naked on display
All the bad guys know I'm gay
They line up around the block
To s** the ghost of Hitler's co*k
s** my motherf**in' dick!