X-Cops

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 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!