PUMPED UP KICKS

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

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

Daddy works a long day

He be coming home late and he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'Cause the dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed on 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, 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