The Party's Over

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*s 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 f**king 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*s the crisco Now I'm naked on display, all the bad guys know I'm gay They line up around the block, to s*ck the ghost of Hitler's cock s*ck my motherf**kin' d**k!