Em G
All the other kids with their pumped up kicks
D C
you better run, better run outrun my gun
Em G
All the other kids with their pumped up kicks
D C
you better run, better run faster than my bullet
Verse 1
Em G
Robert's got a quick hand
D C
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
Em G
He's got a rolled cigarette
D C
Hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid
Yeah he found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet 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
Chorus
Verse 2
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late
And he's bring me a surprise
Cause 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
Then say your hair's on fire you must have lost your wits yeah
Chorus