Lyrics:

Robertïs Got A Quick Hand.
heïll Look Around The Room, He Wonït Tell You His Plan.
heïs Got A Rolled Cigarette, Hanging Out His Mouth Heïs A Cowboy Kid.
yeah He Found A Six Shooter Gun.
in His Dads Closet Hidden In A Box Of Fun Things, And I Donït Even Know What.
but Heïs Coming For You, Yeah Heïs Coming For You.

all The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youïd Better Run, Better Run, Outrun My Gun.
all The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youïd Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet.
x1

daddy Works A Long Day.
he Be Coming Home Late, Yeah Heïs Coming Home Late.
and Heïs Bringing Me A Surprise.
ïcause Dinnerïs In The Kitchen And Itïs Packed In Ice.
iïve Waited For A Long Time.
yeah The Slight Of My Hand Is Now A Quick Pull Trigger,
i Reason With My Cigarette,
and Say Your Hairïs On Fire, You Must Have Lost Your Wits, Yeah.

all The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youïd Better Run, Better Run, Outrun My Gun.
all The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youïd Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet.
x1

[whistling]

all The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youïd Better Run, Better Run, Outrun My Gun.
all The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youïd Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet.
x3