Hes got the power - hes like a god
But hes a devil of flesh and blood
A 45 is his religion - code of silence his belief
Its a kiss of death
A 45 is his religion - code of silence his belief

You can find them in the gutter
You will findem in your church
They always know each other
They call it family

You may end up six-feet-under
Anywhere and anytime
Its a one-way-street with a thousand lanes
And a million ways to die

A Thompson sub-machine gun made my day

Sick, dirty and mean
You can hide but you cant run
Sick, dirty and mean
Headhunters cut you down

A godfathers kiss - an icepick in your eye
Sick, dirty and mean
Its like a killing machine

Can you hear your mother crying
Can you see your father die
Can you walk away from children
Dying facedown in the dirt

But if you break a code of silence
You gotta do it all away
If you dont stop the violence
The mob is here to stay

A pair of concrete slippers -
theyre all vultures all over your back

Sick, dirty and mean
You can hide but you cant run
Sick, dirty and mean
Headhunters cut you down

They will terminate your contract - they will finalize the deal
Sick, dirty and mean
Its a killing machine

A 45 is his religion - code of silence his belief

Its a double barreled shotgun with an Ouzi on the side

Sick, dirty and mean
You can hide but you cant nun
Sick, dirty and mean
Head-hunters cut you down

If you wanna be a songbird - theres an axe to clip your wings

Sick, dirty and mean
Its a killing machine

Sick, dirty and mean
Sick, dirty and mean
Sick, dirty and mean
Sick, dirty and mean