Not that his brother runs very fast

My older son (age 5) was humming along with that "Pumped-Up Kicks" song in the car today, and sang part of it as "...better run, better run, faster than my brother." It was very cute, especially given that his little brother was in fact in the car with us. So I didn't have the heart to tell him the real lyrics. ("Bullets," not "brother.")

I mean, if they're really talking about a school shooting, that's pretty creepy. But as countless numbers of us have done for decades with The Evil Rock Music, I'll just ignore the disturbing lyrics and focus on the catchy beat.