X-Cops - The Party's Over Lyrics
The name is Cobb KnobblerAnd you're here with me nowI'll tell ya punks, the name's Cobb KnobblerSatanic Nazi, Weenie gobblerI was in the 'Nam, now I'm on the lamJoined up with the X-Cops, kickin' ass and porkin' chopsThe party's overI wear a uniformThe party's overI wanna keep you warmThese are moments that I treasureAgony is placed with pleasureI know I'll do my dutyI'll restrain my gay-boy bootyThe party's overI wear a uniformThe party's overI wanna keep you warmI tried to die and then I criedReally had to look insideWhat it was that got me hereI am just a big fat queerSacrifice a goat, slice your *****ing throatThat's right punk, I'm also on junkThe party's overThe party's overWell I love to look at Hitler's mapsHobnail boots and leather chapsI used to live in San FranciscoDrop your drawers and pass the criscoNow I'm ***** on display, all the bad guys know I'm gayThey line up around the block, to suck the ghost of Hitler's *****Suck my mother*****in' dick!