Pumped Up Kicks

[Verse]
 Gm                        Bb
 Robert's got a quick hand
       F
 He'll look around the room
          C
 He won't tell you his plan
      Gm                     Bb
 He's got a rolled cigarette
         F
 hanging out his mouth
        C
 He's a cowboy kid
          Gm                      Bb
 Yeah, he found a six-shooter gun
        F
 In his dad's closet hidden
      C
 in a box of fun things
     Gm                   Bb
 And I don't even know what
          F                          C
 But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
 
 
 [Chorus]
 Gm                          Bb
 All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
              F                 C
 You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
 Gm                          Bb
 All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
              F                 C
 You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
 
 
 [Verse]
 Gm                    Bb
 Faddy works a long day
       F                            C
 He be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
          Gm                    Bb
 And he's bringing me a surprise
         F                                C
 Because dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
      Gm                     Bb
 I've waited for a long time
           F                          C
 Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
   Gm                      Bb
 I reason with my cigarette
              F
 And say your hair's on fire
               C
 You must have lost your wits, yeah
 
 
 [Chorus]
 Gm                          Bb
 All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
              F                C
 You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
 Gm                          Bb
 All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
              F                C
 You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
 
 Gm                          Bb
 All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
              F                C
 You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
 Gm                          Bb
 All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
              F                C
 You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet