HOLA A TODOSSSS!!! ^^
Sábadosabadete y aquí estamos, con otra actualización! QUE NO OS FARTE NI GLORIA VAMO!!! XDDD
Como tengo poco que contaros, voy a pasar con la canción de hoy, algo indie:
PUMPED UP KICKS DE FOSTER THE PEOPLE!!!
Foster the People es una banda bastante reciente, y con su primer single lo han petao!
Han llegado a alcanzar el puesto nº 3 en Billboard (que no sé ya cuantas veces que es como el... si lo lideras, eres lo más! Que por cierto, habéis visto quién está la primera??? :D:D:D:D)
En verdad, no sé que más deciros (XDDD), sólo que para los que no hayáis nunca un tema así indie pues como que os espantará, pero escuchadlo porque no es una cosa tan rararara (los hay peores).
Hoy no tengo muchas ganas de escribir, así que lo dejo aquí por hoy ;)
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 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
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
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 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
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
Better run, better run faster than my bullet
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 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
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
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 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
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
Better run, better run faster than my bullet
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