Pumped up Kicks

Robert's got a great hand. He'll look around the room, he won't tell you He's been. He's got a rolled cigarette, Hanging out his mouth. He's a cowboy kid, yeah. Finally sneaks to the gun. Well, his dad screws it from the box of Funny things. I don't even know why. But he's coming for you now. He's coming for you, 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. You 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. You better run, better run. Faster than my bullet. Run, run, run, run, run, run Faster than my gun, yeah. Run, run, run Faster than my bullet. Daddy wants a lonely. He'll be coming home late, yeah. He's coming home late, Bringing me a surprise. Dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in an Icebox. Waiting for a long time. You slide on my hand, it's like a quick Pull trigger. You're teasing with a cigarette. They say your head's on fire, 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. You 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. You better run, better run. Faster than my bullet. You better run, run, run faster than my gun, Yeah. You better run, run, 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. You 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. You better run, better run. Faster than my bullet.