capo 1
Em G D C
E – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3
B – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3
G – 0 – – – 0 – – – 2 – – – 0
D – 2 – – – 0 – – – 0 – – – 2
A – 2 – – – 2 – – – 0 – – – 0
E – 0 – – – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3
chorus
Em G
all the other kids with their pumped up kicks
D C
you better run , better run outrun my gun
Em G
all the other kids with their pumped up kicks
D C
you better run , better run faster than my bullet
verse 1
Em G
robert’s got a quick hand
D C
he’ll look around the room he won’t tell you his plan
Em G
he’s got A rolled cigarette
D C
hanging out his mouth he’s a cowboy kid
yeah he found a six shooter gun
in his dad’s closet in 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
verse 2
Daddy works a long day
he be coming home late , yeah he’s coming home late
and he’s bring 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
then say your hair’s on fire you must have lost your wits yeah
chorus
capo 1
Em G D C
E – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3
B – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3
G – 0 – – – 0 – – – 2 – – – 0
D – 2 – – – 0 – – – 0 – – – 2
A – 2 – – – 2 – – – 0 – – – 0
E – 0 – – – 3 – – – 3 – – – 3
chorus
Em G
all the other kids with their pumped up kicks
D C
you better run , better run outrun my gun
Em G
all the other kids with their pumped up kicks
D C
you better run , better run faster than my bullet
verse 1
Em G
robert’s got a quick hand
D C
he’ll look around the room he won’t tell you his plan
Em G
he’s got A rolled cigarette
D C
hanging out his mouth he’s a cowboy kid
yeah he found a six shooter gun
in his dad’s closet in 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
verse 2
Daddy works a long day
he be coming home late , yeah he’s coming home late
and he’s bring 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
then say your hair’s on fire you must have lost your wits yeah
chorus
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