X-cops - The Party's Over lyrics

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!