Robert's got a quick hand
Robert's hands are really fast
He'll look around the room
He'll look around the room
He won't tell you his plan
He won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth
Hanging a cigarette in his mouth
He's a cowboy kid
He's now a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun
Yeah, he found a gun
In his dad's closet hidden in a box of fun things
In his dad's closet,
hidden in a box filled with fun things
And I don't even know what
And I don't even know what that is
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
But he's looking for you, yeah, he is looking for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
All the kids who pretend to be powerful
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
You'd better run, better run, faster than my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
All the kids who pretend to be powerful
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
You'd better run , better run, faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
Daddy works all day
He's coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
He's coming home late, yeah, he'll be home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
Because dinner's ready in kitchen and covered in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
Yeah, my skinny hand now ready to pull the trigger
I reason with my cigarette
I think with my cigarette
And say your hair's on fire
And I say your hair's on fire
You must have lost your wits, yeah
You've definitely lost your wits
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
All the kids who pretend to be powerful
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
You'd better run, you'd better run, faster than my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than me bullet
You better run, you better run, faster than my bullet

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