Pumped up Kicks - Pat Deville

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 in a box of fun things

And i don’t even know what

But he’s coming for you, yeah he’s coming for you

Yeah he’s coming for you, yeah he’s coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

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 bring 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

Then say your hair’s on fire you must have lost your wits yeah

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

Better run, better run faster than my bullet

Faster than my bullet

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

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

Better run, better run faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

Better run, better run faster than my bullet

My bullet

Faster than my bullet

Faster than my bullet