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He's got the power - he's like a god |
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But he's a devil of flesh and blood |
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A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief |
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It's a kiss of death |
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A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief |
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You can find them in the gutter |
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You will find'em in your church |
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They always know each other |
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They call it family |
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You may end up six-feet-under |
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Anywhere and anytime |
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It's a one-way-street with a thousand lanes |
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And a million ways to die |
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A Thompson sub-machine gun made my day |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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You can hide but you can't run |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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Headhunters cut you down |
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A godfather's kiss - an icepick in your eye |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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It's like a killing machine |
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Can you hear your mother crying |
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Can you see your father die |
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Can you walk away from children |
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Dying facedown in the dirt |
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But if you break a code of silence |
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You gotta do it all away |
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If you don't stop the violence |
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The mob is here to stay |
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A pair of concrete slippers - |
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they're all vultures all over your back |
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Chorus |
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They will terminate your contract - they will finalize the deal |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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It's a killing machine |
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A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief |
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It's a double barreled shotgun with an Ouzi on the side |
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Chorus |
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If you wanna be a songbird - there's an axe to clip your wings |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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It's a killing machine |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
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Sick, dirty and mean |
