Pumped Up Kicks - Foster The People

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 his mouth 
He’s a cowboy kid. 

Yeah he found a six shooter gun. 
In his dad´s closet 
With 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 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 quickpull 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, 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. 

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. 

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.