If you're a punk, you'd better run away
If you hear him say "Make my day"
Oh, there must be something eating on him
To make him so mean
Say the words "police brutality"
He starts to turn green

Bang, bang, that's the sound of
Dirty Harry
Bang, bang, that's the sound of
Dirty Harry
Uh-ah

He fires his gun an excessive amount
So many times that he loses count
When he's blown away a number of perps
But one's still alive
And he wonders if he shot him six times
Or only five

Bang, bang, that's the sound of
Dirty Harry
Bang, bang, that's the sound of
Dirty Harry
Uh-ah

Oh!
They want him, to take a bite out of crime
They want him, but only part of the time

Bang, bang, that's the sound of Dirty Harry
Bang, bang, that's the sound of Dirty Harry
Bang, bang, ease up now, Dirty Harry
Bang, bang, keep it down now, Dirty Harry
Bang, bang, the voters might complain

Mayor said, ease up--Mayor said, ease up
Oh god, can't you keep the death count down