A/N: This song should be sung the the tune of Foster the People's "Pumped Up Kicks." No stealing my lyrics or the mutant will hunt you down. Grr...argh!

Disclaimer: Purely a fun parody. No copyright violation intended. Original song belongs to Foster the People and their respective owners. Buffy tVS belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. (Duh).

An Ode to Slaying

Buffy makes a quick kill.

She looks 'round the graves.

Yeah, she's got a good plan.

She's got a sharp wooden stake, twirlin' in her hand.

She's out on patrol.

Yeah, she found a mean vampire

In a cemetery hidden behind a tomb.

I don't even know him,

But she's coming for him, yeah, she's coming for him.

All the nasty vamps with the real sharp fangs

You'd better run, better run, outrun my girl

All the demons with the giant spikes and horns

You'd better run, better run, faster than my slayer

All the undead vamps with the ugly bumps

You'd better run, better run, outrun my girl

All the evil things with the spells and claws

You'd better run, better run, faster than my slayer

Buffy works a long night.

She be fighting out late, yeah, she's fighting out late.

And she's killing all the bad guys.

'Cause Watcher's in the school and he says it's her fate.

Buffy fights a good fight.

Yeah, the heart of my dreams is now a gorgeous slayer.

I watch her with my cigarette.

And say, "That girl's on fire.

Now, I've lost my wits, yeah."

All the Master's vamps with the secret plans,

You'd better run, better run, outrun the slayer.

All the Harvest vamps on a killing spree,

You'd better run, better run, faster than the slayer.

All the soulless vamps who were once reformed,

You'd better run, better run, outrun your lover.

All the evil vamps who would open Hell,

You'd better run, better run, faster than the slayer.

All the naughty girls with the real strong kicks,

You'd better run, better run, outrun your sister.

All the nasty snakes with the mayor's face,

You'd better run, better run, faster than the slayer.

All the soldiers with the white lab and guns,

You'd better run, better run, outrun the Scoobies.

All the bitchy gods who still want the Key,

You'd better run, better run, faster than her sister.

All the wimpy nerds with the half-baked schemes,

You'd better run, better run, outrun my girl.

All the evil things from the Underworld,

You'd better run, better run, faster than our army.

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