[00:00.000] 作曲 : Mark Foster
[00:29.586]Robert's got a quick hand
[00:33.427]He'll look around the roomHe won't tell you his plan
[00:36.755]He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth
[00:42.162]He's a cowboy kid
[00:43.848]Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun
[00:47.961]In his dad's closet hidden in a box of fun things
[00:51.868]And I don't even know what
[00:55.145]But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
[00:58.959]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
[01:02.526]You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
[01:06.658]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
[01:09.970]You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
[01:16.743]Fast than my bullet
[01:28.789]Daddy works a long day
[01:32.598]He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
[01:35.868]And he's bringing me a surprise
[01:39.681]Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in iceI've waited for a long time
[01:46.940]Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull triggerI reason with my cigarette
[01:54.255]And say your hair's on fire
[01:58.024]You must have lost your wits, yeah
[02:01.070]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
[02:05.140]You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
[02:08.609]All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
[02:15.579]You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
[02:22.038]Fast than my bullet

作曲 : Mark Foster
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the roomHe 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'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
Fast than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in iceI've waited for a long time
Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull triggerI 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
Fast than my bullet