Familiar with his kind   He'll beat someone down for fun   He's got an axe to grind   And he'll target anyone   Brass knuckles in his pocket   Steel toed shoes   Life of the party   When you factor in booze   Familiar with his kind   He'll target anyone      Violence, when will they learn?   Time's running out   And the tables will turn   Days have been numbered   And your number's comin' up      He's got a group of friends   And they're all like-minded guys   The fun never ends   And the party never dies   Somebody crossed their path   At the worst time to do it   Toes to the temple   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 comin' up   Senseless, when will they learn?   Time's runnin' out   And the tables will turn   The days have been numbered   And your number's comin' up      The charge what homicide   Alone he took the fall   His friends all testified   They weren't there at all   And he cried like a baby   When his sentence was passed   For himself and not the victim   But this victim was his last   Yes it 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      Violence, when will they learn?   Time's running out   And the tables will turn   The days have been numbered   And your number's comin' up   Senseless, when will they learn?   Time's running out   And the tables will turn   Days have been numbered   And your number's comin' up