Pumped Up Kicks' (Live) by Foster The People

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 dads closet hidden with 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 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
Yeah, 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 have lost your wits, 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 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
Yeah

(Run run run run…)

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
…
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
Yeah