Pumped Up Kicks · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan

Got a rolled cigarette

Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid

Yeah, 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 comin' for you, yeah he's comin for you, hey

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, he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

Cos' dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time

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