Song Length |
4:03 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Blues - Country |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Troubled, Heated |
Subject |
War, Boys, Men |
Similar Artists |
Dire Straits, Eric Clapton |
Language |
English |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
KILLIN' TIME
Johnny and Nicky were brothers in arms, killin' time at the local arcade
Shooting at Zombies till the screen turned red and loving the noise it made.
Johnny wore a silk bandana, a birthday gift from his girl
And on Nicky's arm was a tattoo saying, "I was born to raise hell!"
And they were two kids on their own
Free as the naked wind
And they felt fine...
They were just Killin' Time
On the same day that he turned eighteen, Johnny joined the Corps
And as soon as Nicky heard the news, he signed up for a tour
Johnny got his M-16, boots and a combat vest
And he put a picture of his girl in the pocket on his chest
And they were two kids on their own
Free as the naked wind
And they felt fine...
They were just Killin' Time
Three months later they were Semper Fi
Whoo-Ah baby ain't afraid to die
Johnny and Nicky got their fight
Freezing in the Afghan night
They're ready for Killin' Time
Nicky said, "Johnny did you see that? I blew that Dude away"
And as he squinted in the sunlight, it was the last thing he would say
Johnny went home with a Purple Heart. He caught a bullet too.
Now he sits around playing video games.
Shooting at Zombies till the screen turns red
Pointing that toy gun at his head
And thinking that he might be better off dead...
And they were two kids on their own
Free as the naked wind
And they felt fine...
They were just Killin' Time