Robbers got quick hands, he looked around the room, won't tell you his plan He's got a rolled cigarette, hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid If I'm wrong I'll say, shoot a gun, and his dad's closet ain't goin' into the box all the time But one thing I don't even know what, cause he's comin' for you, yeah he's comin' for you All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet Daddy works a long day, he comin' late, he's comin' late, and he's bringin' me a surprise There's dinners in the kitchen, there's packed in nights, I've waited for a long time There's a slide on my hand, a towel, a quick pulse, sugar and reeds, and one more cigarette And say your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wit, yeah All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, and I don't run my gun All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, he's better run, better run, faster than my bullet *