Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room 
He won't tell you his plan 
He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth 
He's a cowboy kid 
Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun 
In his dad's closet hidden in a box 
Of fun things 
And I don't even know what 
But [bad word] for you, yeah, [bad word] for you 
 [bad word]  2x] 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks 
You'd [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] my gun 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks 
You'd [bad word]  [bad word]  faster than my bullet 

Daddy works a long day 
He [bad word] home late, yeah, [bad word] home late 
And he's bringing me a surprise 
Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice 
I've 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 hair's on fire 
You must have lost your wits, yeah 
 [bad word]  2x] 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks 
You'd [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] my gun 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks 
You'd [bad word]  [bad word]  faster than my bullet 

[6x:] 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks 
You'd [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] my gun 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks 
You'd [bad word]  [bad word]  faster than my bullet.