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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Kooks
The Kooks
Performer
Luke Pritchard
Luke Pritchard
Vocals
Peter Denton
Peter Denton
Bass
Hugh Harris
Hugh Harris
Guitar
Christopher Prendegast
Christopher Prendegast
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Foster
Mark Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rupert Flindt
Rupert Flindt
Recording Engineer
Guy Worth
Guy Worth
Mixing Engineer
Nigel Walton
Nigel Walton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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, it was box of fun things, and I don't even know what But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you, wait 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 Daddy works a long day He'd be coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late And he's bringing me some 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's on fire, you must have lost your wits," yeah 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 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 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
Writer(s): Mark Foster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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