Pumped Up Kicks

Pumped Up Kicks
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LYRICS

作詞:FOSTER MARK

作曲:FOSTER MARK

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 with a box
of fun things
And I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah,
he's coming for you, wait
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 sleight 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

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