Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he wont 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, with the box of fun things.
I don't even know what,
but [bad word] for you. Yeah, [bad word] for you!

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You [bad word]  [bad word]  faster than my bullet.

Daddy works a long day.
He [bad word] home late, and [bad word] home late.
And he's bringing me a surprise.
'cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time.
Yeah the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger.
I reason with my cigarette,
Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah?"

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You [bad word]  [bad word]  faster than my bullet.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You [bad word]  [bad word]  faster than my bullet.