Year: 2010
Genre: Indiepop
Mood: Trippy and Happy, like the characters on the album cover
You know that a song has a catchy beat when you end up whistling its beat in the middle of the day unconsciously, only realizing that the last time you heard it was yesterday. Pumped Up Kicks is one of those songs that you can't help but get addicted to because of its rhythm and melody. I truly enjoy this one.
Lyrics:
"Pumped Up Kicks"
Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll 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 hidden with a box of fun things,
and I don't even know what.
But he's coming for you,
yeah he's coming for you.
[Chorus: x2]
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.
Daddy works a long day.
He'll be coming home late,
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 have lost your wits, yeah."
[Chorus: x2]
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.
[Whistling]
[Chorus: x4]
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.
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