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Pumped Up Kicks' (Live) 
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by Foster The People
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Robert's got a quick hand
He'll around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun
In his dads closet hidden 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 kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, run, my gun
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster my bullet
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, outrun my gun
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He'll be coming home late
Yeah, he's home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a pull trigger
I reason my cigarette
And say your hair's on fire
You 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 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 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, my gun
All the other with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster my bullet
Yeah
He'll around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun
In his dads closet hidden 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 kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, run, my gun
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster my bullet
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, outrun my gun
All the kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He'll be coming home late
Yeah, he's home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a pull trigger
I reason my cigarette
And say your hair's on fire
You 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 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 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, my gun
All the other with the pumped up kicks
You'd run, better run, faster my bullet
Yeah
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