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Pumped Up Kicks' (Live) 
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de Foster The People
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Robert's got a quick hand
He'll around the room, he won't 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 dads closet hidden with a box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's coming for you
Yeah he's for you…
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd better run, run, outrun my gun
All the other the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster my bullet
works a long day
He'll be coming home late
Yeah, he's coming late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say hair's on fire
You must lost wits, yeah
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd run, run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd better run, better run, than my bullet
All the with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster than my bullet
Yeah
(Run run run run…)
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
…
Faster than my bullet
All the kids the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, my gun
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, than my bullet
Yeah
He'll around the room, he won't 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 dads closet hidden with a box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's coming for you
Yeah he's for you…
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd better run, run, outrun my gun
All the other the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster my bullet
works a long day
He'll be coming home late
Yeah, he's coming late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say hair's on fire
You must lost wits, yeah
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd run, run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd better run, better run, than my bullet
All the with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster than my bullet
Yeah
(Run run run run…)
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
…
Faster than my bullet
All the kids the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, my gun
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, than my bullet
Yeah
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