Lied van de week : week 21 - 2011

Pumped up kicks - Foster The People

Met wat vertraging, te wijten aan computerproblemen, alsnog het lied van de week van vorige week: dit nummer van Foster The People heeft een onweerstaanbaar refrein, dat eens het zich nestelt in je hoofd, er nog moeilijk te verdrijven valt. Ideale omschrijving van een "lied van de week", heet zoiets...

Je vindt dit nummer op debuutalbum Torches, dat je hier kan kopen.

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 hidden 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 x2:]
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 be coming home late, yeah 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 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.

[Chorus x2:]
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.

[Whistling]

[Chorus x3:]
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.