literally so true i just wish this song wasn't as obvious cause pumped up kicks doesn't SOUND like anything bad and i really wanna be able to sing along to this with my parents around
It would appear that one's biological parent of the male gender is currently in possession of a firearm. I advise for you to leave the premises in a swift manner
Two young people who appear to be in a relationship are in the hay. It seems they are partaking in an intercourse that the male parent heard. He then proceeded to walk toward that hayloft with a weapon known for its American usage in schools
Was not expecting to see something related to AH here. Though this could be nothing related to AH and I'm just connecting two completely separate thing
*My male parental guardian/father figure has recently obtained and now owns a firearm, in which shoots small metal rounds at lethally high speeds. The most reasonable course of action would be to exit the proximity of said father figure quickly, or unfortunate events may transpire.*
@@NotPollux A person in which is associated with me in a relationship due to fatherhood whom I call Daddy has possession of a highly dangerous weapon that can shoot high speed bullet shaped projectiles at a target.
My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun ga ga ga ga ga It started with the hay loft a creakin' Well it just started in the hay (loft) With his long johns on pop went a creepin' Out to the barn up to the hay Young lovers and they are not sleeping Young lovers in the hay (loft) With his gun turned on pop went a creepin' Out to the barn up to the hay (loft) My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun ga ga ga ga ga ah ya ya ya Ga ga ga ga ga My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun ga ga ga ga ga It started with the hay loft a-creakin' Well it just started in the hay With his long johns on pop went a creepin' Out to the barn up to the hay (loft) Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots, Young lovers with their legs tied up in (knots) With his long tall gun pop went a creepin' To blow their hay loft bedheads straight off My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun ga ga ga ga ga ah ya ya ya Ga ga ga ga ga Ga ga ga ga.
Kelani Is OFF trash it can be either I think? It's probably regional. Pap likely coming from 'papa', though I'm not sure where pop comes from I find it's much more common, I know pop or pops is also something you can call your grandpa. It probably went grandpa -> grandpop(s) -> pop(s), which... then became a name for fathers as well? idk I'm just guessing but
I can confidently say that if this album came out 2017-2020 it would explode, sadly it was released at the wrong time and it didnt get the exposure it deserves
Lyrics : My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Well, it just started in the hay (loft) With his longjohns on, pop went a-creeping Out to the barn, up to the hay Young lovers and they are not sleeping Young lovers in the hay (loft) With his gun turned on, pop went a-creeping Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft) My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Well, it just started in the hay With his longjohns on, Pop went a-creeping Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft) Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots With his long, tall gun, Pop went a-creeping To blow their hay-loft dead heads straight off My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
for the ones who don't know what hayloft is, is a place that is made of wooden, and made to reserve oat, or hay. whatever you call it. in the video clip of this song, you can see that the daughter goes into a hayloft, with her lover or something like that.
so how’s ur identity crisis going? Edit: My name is Salem I use he/ze/pup and i’m gay and dating a guy with the same name as me. how are you? Edit: My name is Maxwell or Max for short, I use He/It pronouns, I’m still in a wonderful relationship with him and I get to see Vamp this summer :) Another edit: My name is Malcom, Aksel, Clay or E, i use he/she and I’m dating two men, Peter (who went by Salem) and Kai. They are both Russians 🤠 Another update: holy fucking shit I forgot about this thing. My name is Nikolaus I use he/him pronouns and Kai and Salem ended up being horrible people lmao….. I’m dating my partner now after breaking up with both of them almost a year ago. Their name is Finn and she’s super cool 👍 ok bye
Lyrics if you need :> My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Well it just started in the hay (loft) With his longjohns on, Pop went a-creeping Out to the barn, up to the hay Young lovers and they are not sleeping Young lovers in the hay (loft) With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creeping Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft) My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga Ahh.. yaa.. yaa.. ya Ahh.. yaa.. yaa.. ya Ahh.. yaa.. yaa.. ya Ahh.. yaa.. yaa.. ya Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga - ga My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Well, it just started in the hay With his longjohns on, Pop went a-creeping Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft) Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots Young lovers with their legs tied up in love With his long, tall gun, Pop went a-creeping To blow their hay-loft bed heads straight off My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga - ga (i didnt write them)
