Club Madness - Pumped Up Kicks (Smithee Mix) lyrics

Robert's got a quick hand
He looks 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 hidden in a box of fun things, and 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 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
[2x]

Daddy works a long day

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
-BASS!

Daddy works a long day
He'll 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 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
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
[2x]

Woah, woah, woah, fa-fa-fa