Mark Foster - Pumped up kicks lyrics
[Mark Foster - Pumped up kicks lyrics]
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 with 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
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 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've lost your wit's, 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
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
Run run run run ru-ru-ru-run run run
Ru-ru-ru-run run run run
Ru-ru-ru-run run run ru-run run
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
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
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
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 with 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
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 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've lost your wit's, 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
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
Run run run run ru-ru-ru-run run run
Ru-ru-ru-run run run run
Ru-ru-ru-run run run ru-run run
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
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
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