Foster The People - Pumped Up Kicks lyrics

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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 hanging out of his mouth

He's a cowboy kid

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 he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun 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, outrun 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 of a trigger

I reason with my cigarette

And say your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wit, yeah

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,

You'd better run, better run, outrun 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, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet (3x)

Thanks to Honey for correcting these lyrics