Numbered Days - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

Familiar with his kind

He’ll beat someone down for fun

He’s got an ax to grind

And he’ll target anyone

Brass knuckled in his pocket

Steel-toed shoes

Live of the party

When you factor in booze

Familiar with his kind

He’ll target anyone

He’s got a group of friends

And they’re all like minded guys

The fun never ends

And he didn’t live through it He’s got a group of friends

They’ll target anyone

Violence, when will they learn?

Time’s running out

And the tables will turn

The days have been numbered

And your number’s coming up Senseless, when will they learn?

Time’s running out

And the tables will turn

The days have been numbered

And your number’s coming up The charge what?

homicide?

Alone he took the fall

His friends all testified

They weren’t there at all

He cried like a baby

When his sentence was passed

For himself and not the victim

But this victim was his last

Still familiar with his kind

Too many of them left behind

Up to all that he once was

No other reason, just because

Too many incidents

None are isolated

each coincidence

Is closely related

Familiar with his kind

He’ll target anyone