Foster The People – Pumped Up Kicks: Lyrics and Music Video
Pumped Up Kicks by Foster The People lyrics and music video. You can sing while listening to the song Pumped Up Kicks performed by Foster The People. Hope you like the music video and song lyrics for Pumped Up Kicks.
Foster The People: Pumped Up Kicks Lyrics
Robert’s got a quick hand
He looked around the room but won’t tell you his plan
He’s got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth, he’s a cowboy kid
Yeah found a six-shooter gun
In his dad’s closet with a box of fun things, I don’t even know what
But he’s coming for you, yeah he’s coming for you, hey
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
(x2)
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, 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 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
(x2)
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
(x3)
He looked around the room but won’t tell you his plan
He’s got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth, he’s a cowboy kid
Yeah found a six-shooter gun
In his dad’s closet with a box of fun things, I don’t even know what
But he’s coming for you, yeah he’s coming for you, hey
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
(x2)
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, 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 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
(x2)
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
(x3)
