Song Title: Pumped Up Kicks

Artist: Foster The People

Roberts got a quick hand

Hell look around the room
He wont tell you his plan
Hes got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out of his mouth, Hes a cowboy kid

He found a six-shooter gun

In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things
I dont know what
But hes coming for you, yeah hes coming for you

All the other kids with your pumped up kicks

Youd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Youd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the yoour pumped up kicks

Youd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Youd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

Hell be coming home late, Yeah hes coming home late
And hes bringing me a surprise,
Cause dinners in the kitchen and its packed in ice

Ive waited for a long time

Yeah the slight of my hand is now the pull of a trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say your hairs on fire, you must of lost your wit, yeah

All the other kids with your pumped up kicks

Youd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Youd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the yoour pumped up kicks
Youd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Youd better run, better run, faster than my bullet