All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You'd better run, better run, out run my gun You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet 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,

He is the painkiller This is the painkiller Pain! Pain! Killer! Killer! Faster than a bullet Terrifying scream Enraged and full of anger He is half man and half machine Rides the metal monster Breathing smoke and fire

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You'd better run, better run, out run my gun You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet 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,

Loose change we could spend Round, round, round the bend We don't have to worry Life goes where it does Faster than a bullet From an empty gun Turn yourself over Grinding down diamonds People pushing harder