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by Accept

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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
by Accept    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    Chorus    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    Chorus    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