Foster The People
Pumped Up Kicks
Torches (2011)

(beat)

f  f  f g a♭  a♭  b♭ c  e♭  e♭  e♭ c  b♭  b♭  b♭ c  x 4

Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look 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

He found a six-shooter gun
In his dad's closet, and with a box of fun things
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                x 2
  All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
  You better run, better run faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day
He'd be coming home late, yeah, 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
Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"

  Refrain

Fm  A♭  E♭  B♭  x 4  w/ Run + sifflotage

  Refrain  x 2

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