Killin’ It Songtext
von War Hippies

Another sold out show
Out here on the road
Got a little fame
Worked with some big names
Everybody says, I′m on my way

Write ups in Rolling Stone
Six months since I've been home
Traded in the van
The bus has got us rollin′ on
Everybody says, yeah I'm killin' it

When the curtain falls
And there ain′t no missed calls
The room is empty
And I should be feelin′ ten feet tall
The shootin' star that′s killin' it
But I ain′t feelin' nothin′ at all


Ain't got a whiskey problem
I've got a miss you problem
We should be dancin′ at the top
But I′ve hit the bottom of this bottle
Instead of just a little bit
Tonight I'm killin′ it

Heard about the crossroads
Yeah it's a real thing
Sold my soul, traded love out for a dream
Yeah she′s gone for good and it's killing me

When the curtain falls
And there ain′t no missed calls
The room is empty
And I should be feelin' ten feet tall
The shootin' star that′s killin′ it
But I ain't feelin′ nothin' at all

Ain′t got a whiskey problem
I've got a miss you problem
We should be dancin′ at the top
But I've hit the bottom of the bottle
Instead of just a little bit
Tonight I'm killin′ it


When the curtain falls
And there ain′t no missed calls
The room is empty
And I should be feelin' ten feet tall
The shootin′ star that's killin′ it
But I ain't feelin′ nothin' at all

Ain't got a whiskey problem
I′ve got a miss you problem
We should be dancin′ at the top
But I've hit the bottom of the bottle
Instead of just a little bit
Tonight I′m killin' it

Tonight I′m killin' it