Pumped Up Kicks — Foster The People

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Dm F
Robert’s got a quick hand
C G
He’ll look around the room he won’t tell you his plan
Dm F
Got a rolled cigarette
C G
Hangin’ out his mouth, he’s a cowboy kid
Dm F
Yeah, found a six-shooter gun
C G
In his dads closet hidden with a box of fun things
Dm F
I don’t even know what
C G
But he’s comin’ for you, yeah he’s comin for you, hey

Dm F
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
C
You’d better run, better run
G
Outrun my gun
Dm F
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
C
You’d better run, better run
G
Faster than my bullet

Dm F
Daddy works a long day
C G
He’ll be coming home late, he’s coming home late
Dm F
And he’s bringing me a surprise
C G
Cos’ dinner’s in the kitchen and it’s packed in ice
Dm F
I’ve waited for a long time
C G
The slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
Dm F
I reason with my cigarette
C G
And say your hair’s on fire you must have lost your wits, yeah

Dm F
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
C
You’d better run, better run
G
Outrun my gun
Dm F
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
C
You’d better run, better run
G
Faster than my bullet

Dm F C G [2X] (run run run)
Dm F C G [2X]

Dm F
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
C
You’d better run, better run
G
Outrun my gun
Dm F
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
C
You’d better run, better run
G
Faster than my bullet