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

He found a six-shooter gun

In his dad's closet with the 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 (X2)

Daddy works a long day

He'll be coming home late and 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, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet (X2)

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 (X4)