Reason with my cigarette. Then say your hair's on fire you must have lost your wits



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

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run better run
Outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run better run
Faster than my bullet


- foster the people



And everybody's free to have an own analysis.
Some says the massacre Robert.
Some says not.
I think it's incredible metaphorically.
Gr8 song.


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