Fm G# Robert's got a quick hand D# A# He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan Fm G# Got a rolled cigarette D# A# Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid Fm G# Yeah, found a six-shooter gun D# A# In his dad's closet, oh in a box of fun things Fm G# I don't even know what D# A# But he's comin' for you, yeah he's comin for you, hey Chorus: Fm G# All the other kids with the pumped up kicks D# You'd better run, better run A# Outrun my gun Fm G# All the other kids with the pumped up kicks D# You'd better run, better run A# Faster than my bullet Fm G# All the other kids with the pumped up kicks D# You'd better run, better run A# Outrun my gun Fm G# All the other kids with the pumped up kicks D# You'd better run, better run A# Faster than my bullet Daddy works a long day He be coming home late, and 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've lost your wits," yeah Chorus Fm G# D# A# (run run run) Fm G# D# A# (run run run) Fm G# D# A# (whistle) Fm G# D# A# (whistle) Chorus 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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# D# Fm G# |