Lyrics:

Roberti?1s Got A Quick Hand.
Hei?1ll Look Around The Room, He Woni?1t Tell You His Plan.
Hei?1s Got A Rolled Cigarette, Hanging Out His Mouth Hei?1s A Cowboy Kid.
Yeah He Found A Six Shooter Gun.
In His Dads Closet Hidden In A Box Of Fun Things, And I Doni?1t Even Know What.
But Hei?1s Coming For You, Yeah Hei?1s Coming For You.

All The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youi?1d Better Run, Better Run, Outrun My Gun.
All The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youi?1d Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet.
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Daddy Works A Long Day.
He Be Coming Home Late, Yeah Hei?1s Coming Home Late.
And Hei?1s Bringing Me A Surprise.
i?1Cause Dinneri?1s In The Kitchen And Iti?1s Packed In Ice.
Ii?1ve 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 Hairi?1s On Fire, You Must Have Lost Your Wits, Yeah.

All The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youi?1d Better Run, Better Run, Outrun My Gun.
All The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youi?1d Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet.
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[Whistling]

All The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youi?1d Better Run, Better Run, Outrun My Gun.
All The Other Kids With The Pumped Up Kicks Youi?1d Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet.
X3