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Robert ma szybkД… rД™kД™*
Rozejrzy siД™ po pokoju,
Nie zdradzi ci swojego planu.
Ma skrД™conego papierosa
WystajД…cego z jego ust
Jest dzieciakiem-kowbojem.

Tak! ZnalazЕ‚ rewolwer
W szafce swojego ojca, ukrytego w pudle z zabawkami
I nie wiem, co jeszcze,
Ale to CiД™ czeka, tak, to CiД™ dopadnie, hej!

Ref.
Wszystkie dzieciaki w wypasionych trampkach,
Lepiej biegnijcie, lepiej biegnijcie, uciekajcie sprzed mojej spluwy.
Wszystkie dzieciaki w wypasionych trampkach,
Lepiej biegnijcie, lepiej biegnijcie, szybciej niЕј mГіj pocisk. /x2

TatuЕ› pracuje caЕ‚ymi dniami.
WrГіci do domu pГіЕєno, tak, wraca do domu pГіЕєno.
I przyniesie mi niespodziankД™,
Bo obiad stoi w kuchni, zamroЕјony.

CzekaЕ‚em przez dЕ‚ugi czas.
Moje sztuczki to teraz szybkie akcje.
PrzekonujД™ moim papierosem
I mówię: “Twoje włosy płoną, musiałeś stracić rozum, co?"

Ref.
Wszystkie dzieciaki w wypasionych trampkach,
Lepiej biegnijcie, lepiej biegnijcie, uciekajcie sprzed mojej spluwy.
Wszystkie dzieciaki w wypasionych trampkach,
Lepiej biegnijcie, lepiej biegnijcie, szybciej niЕј mГіj pocisk. /x2

Ref.
Wszystkie dzieciaki w wypasionych trampkach,
Lepiej biegnijcie, lepiej biegnijcie, uciekajcie sprzed mojej spluwy.
Wszystkie dzieciaki w wypasionych trampkach
Lepiej biegnijcie, lepiej biegnijcie, szybciej niЕј mГіj pocisk. /x4

* Mieć szybką rękę = masturbować się

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Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room,
he wont tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette
hanging 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.
I don't even know what,
but it's coming for you. Yeah, it's coming for you, hey!

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

Daddy works a long day.
He'll be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late.
And he's bringing 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,
And say, 'Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits' yeah

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

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

(Run, Run, Run, Run. Run, Run.
R-Run, Run, Run.
R-Run.
R-Run, Run, Run.
R-Run.
Run, Run.
Run, Run.
Run, Run, Run.)

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

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

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

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