[Verse 1]
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
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 he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
Yeah, he's coming for you, he's coming for you

[Chorus]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I waited for a long time
Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say, "Your hair's on fire, must've lost your wits"
[Chorus]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet

[Post-Chorus]
Faster than my bullet

[Bridge]
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid

[Chorus]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
My bullet
Woo, hey
Faster than my bullet
Faster than my bullet