He’s looking ’round a room, he won’t tell we his plan.
He’s got a rolled cigarette, unresolved out his mouth he’s a cowboy kid.
Yeah, he found a 6 shooter gun.
In his dad’s closet with a box of fun things, we don’t even know what.
But he’s entrance for you, yeah, he’s entrance for you.
[Chorus x2:]
All a other kids with a pumped adult kicks, you’d improved run, improved run, outpace my gun.
All a other kids with a pumped adult kicks, you’d improved run, improved run, faster than my bullet.
Daddy works a prolonged day.
He’s entrance home late, yeah, he’s entrance home late.
And he’s bringing me a surprise.
His dinner’s in a kitchen and it’s packaged in ice.
I’ve waited for a prolonged time.
Yet a slip of my palm is now a discerning pulled trigger,
I reason with my cigarette,
And contend your hair’s on fire, we contingency have mislaid your wits, yeah.
[Chorus x2:]
All a other kids with a pumped adult kicks, you’d improved run, improved run, outpace my gun.
All a other kids with a pumped adult kicks, you’d improved run, improved run, faster than my bullet.
Run, run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, run, run, ru- ru- ru- run, ru- run, run, run, run.
[Whistling]
[Chorus x3:]
All a other kids with a pumped adult kicks, you’d improved run, improved run, outpace my gun.
All a other kids with a pumped adult kicks, you’d improved run, improved run, faster than my bullet.
