Lyrics:
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Roberts got a quick hand
Hell look around the room
He wont tell you his plan
Hes got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth
Hes a cowboy kid
Yeah he found a six-shooter gun
In his dads closet, in the box of fun things
I dont even know what
But hes coming for you, yeah hescoming 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 be cominghome late, and hes coming home late
And hes bringing me a surprise
Cause dinners in the kitchen and its packed in ice
Ive waited for a long time
Yeah the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say, «Your hairs on fire, you mustve 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
Run, run, run, run, ru-ru-ru-run, run, run
Ru-ru-ru-run, run, run, run
Ru-ru-ru-run, run, run, run, run, run
[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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