作曲:Foster The People
作词:Frank Laay
Romans got a quick hands
He look 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
With the 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'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
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 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 slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say your hair is on fire
You must have lost your wits
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run better
Run out on my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run better
Run faster than my bullet
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
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
Faster than my bullet
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