Sick, Dirty and Mean

Eternal Tears of Sorrow

He's got the power - he's like a god 
But he's a devil of flesh and blood 
A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief 
It's a kiss of death 
A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief 

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

You may end up six-feet-under 
Anywhere and anytime 
It's 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 can't run 
Sick, dirty and mean 
Headhunters cut you down 

A godfather's kiss - an icepick in your eye 
Sick, dirty and mean 
It's 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 don't stop the violence 
The mob is here to stay 

A pair of concrete slippers - 
they're all vultures all over your back 

Sick, dirty and mean 
It's a killing machine 

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

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

A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief 

It's a double barreled shotgun with an Ouzi on the side 

Sick, dirty and mean 
It's a killing machine 

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

If you wanna be a songbird - there's an axe to clip your wings 

Sick, dirty and mean 
It's a killing machine 

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