Biografía:
Direct Hit is a pop punk band from Milwaukee, WI. Beginning in 2008, they released a series of EPs through their bandcamp, from which a full-length, "Domesplitter," was eventually compiled in 2011. Direct Hit's second full-length, "Brainless God," was released in September 2013 on Red Scare Industries. Most recently, the band signed to Fat Wreck Chords for the release of their third album, "Wasted Mind."
Between 2010 and 2012, the band also contributed songs to split EPs shared with Mixtapes
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Otras canciones:
- A Message For The Angels Part Ii
- A Message For The Angels Pt I
- Another Dimension
- Artificial Confidence
- Back To The Tower
- Bad Answer
- Bank Of Elevators
- Bleach Music
- Bliss Addiction
- Boredom Addict
- Brain Surgery
- Brainless God
- Buried Alive
- Buy Me A Drink
- Captain Asshole
- Chemical Ability
- Choke
- Different Universe
- Disassemble
- Do The Sick
- Domesplitter
- Failed Invasion Acoustic
- First Train Out
- Forced To Sleep
- Getting What He Asked For
- Heaven Is A Black Hole
- Home To You
- Hospital For Heroes
- I Told You A Lie
- In Orbit
- Kingdom Come
- Life In Hell
- Living Dead
- Losing Faith
- Mom And Dad
- Monster In The Closet
- More Of The Same
- Mutant Drunk
- On And On
- Perfect Black
- Promised Land
- Satan Says
- Snickers Or Reeses
- Something We Wont Talk About
- The Problem
- The World Is Ending No One Cares
- They Came For Me
- Through The Windshield Holding Hands
- Villain Alcoholic
- Was It The Acid
- We Are Alone
- Welcome To Heaven
- Were Fucked
- Werewolf Shame
- White Robes
- You And I Are Nothing But Lies
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
This is the main riff:
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[Verse 1]
N.C.
She's got a tale to tell, well, the detonation
N.C.
Put a shotgun there in her lap was her patience
N.C.
Gone? Yeah, you'd better believe it
C
She'd been holed up here for a decade or two,
G
But made a goddamn choice - End it all, end it now so you'd
N.C.
Better quit your complaining
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F
Through the front door in the kitchen,
G
Heard the door slam, wondered what she's missing
C G
Takes a breath, welcomes death, holds back a cough
N.C.
1,2,3,4
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A|-3-3-5h7p5-3-3-5h7p5------5h7p5------5h7p5---|
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C G
[Verse 2]
C
Well she'd been dealing with this motherfucking man in her home
G
Who shouldn't live to see what the ending is like, oh no,
She's not letting him get there
C
If he was man enough for a minute or two,
G
He might've seen this coming from a mile away, don't you
Think she's got a good reason?
[Chorus]
F
Through the front door in the kitchen,
Heard the door slam, wondered what he's missing
G
Then she turned tail, and took the first door
N.C.
She made a statement: "You're getting what you asked for"
C
Cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw,
In his blood, in his blood's where she'll end up
G
Ashes and dust - like the whole population
Of planet earth, yeah you bet - that's where they'll join up
F
"But for the first time in 20 years I'm
Happy to be in my house, so I might light
G
A cigarette," tells herself, holds back a cough
F G
As the bomb tears her ass off
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A|-3-3-5h7p5-3-3-5h7p5------5h7p5------5h7p5---|
E|----------------------3-3--------3-3---------|
C G
[Verse 3]
C
First thing he saw was the glitter of the saw in her hand -
G
He didn't get it at first cause he didn't quite understand
Why she even would bother
F
Tries to lock up the door, but he can't -
She kicked it in didn't matter if he latched it
G
Didn't speak up, didn't get to, because his head blew apart
A G
[Chorus]
F G
She cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw,
A C
And in his blood, in his blood's where she ends up
F G
Ashes and dust like the whole population
A C
Of planet earth - yeah you bet that's where they'll join up
F
But as the world ends, it's hard to pretend
She got her way, and it's a satisfying end
G
Closes her eyes, takes a drag, has a last thought
As she climbs off the carpet
[Outro]
C
Ears still ringing from the detonation
G
And a shotgun sitting to the side of a cut up dude
It's not so fucking depressing
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G|---------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------|
A|-3-3-5h7p5-3-3-5h7p5------5h7p5------5h7p5---|
E|----------------------3-3--------3-3---------|
[Verse 1]
N.C.
She's got a tale to tell, well, the detonation
N.C.
Put a shotgun there in her lap was her patience
N.C.
Gone? Yeah, you'd better believe it
C
She'd been holed up here for a decade or two,
G
But made a goddamn choice - End it all, end it now so you'd
N.C.
Better quit your complaining
e|---------------------|
B|---------------------|
G|---------------------|
D|---------------------|
A|-3-3-5h7p5h7h9p7h9p7-|
E|---------------------|
F
Through the front door in the kitchen,
G
Heard the door slam, wondered what she's missing
C G
Takes a breath, welcomes death, holds back a cough
N.C.
1,2,3,4
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B|---------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------|
A|-3-3-5h7p5-3-3-5h7p5------5h7p5------5h7p5---|
E|----------------------3-3--------3-3---------|
C G
[Verse 2]
C
Well she'd been dealing with this motherfucking man in her home
G
Who shouldn't live to see what the ending is like, oh no,
She's not letting him get there
C
If he was man enough for a minute or two,
G
He might've seen this coming from a mile away, don't you
Think she's got a good reason?
[Chorus]
F
Through the front door in the kitchen,
Heard the door slam, wondered what he's missing
G
Then she turned tail, and took the first door
N.C.
She made a statement: "You're getting what you asked for"
C
Cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw,
In his blood, in his blood's where she'll end up
G
Ashes and dust - like the whole population
Of planet earth, yeah you bet - that's where they'll join up
F
"But for the first time in 20 years I'm
Happy to be in my house, so I might light
G
A cigarette," tells herself, holds back a cough
F G
As the bomb tears her ass off
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------|
A|-3-3-5h7p5-3-3-5h7p5------5h7p5------5h7p5---|
E|----------------------3-3--------3-3---------|
C G
[Verse 3]
C
First thing he saw was the glitter of the saw in her hand -
G
He didn't get it at first cause he didn't quite understand
Why she even would bother
F
Tries to lock up the door, but he can't -
She kicked it in didn't matter if he latched it
G
Didn't speak up, didn't get to, because his head blew apart
A G
[Chorus]
F G
She cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw,
A C
And in his blood, in his blood's where she ends up
F G
Ashes and dust like the whole population
A C
Of planet earth - yeah you bet that's where they'll join up
F
But as the world ends, it's hard to pretend
She got her way, and it's a satisfying end
G
Closes her eyes, takes a drag, has a last thought
As she climbs off the carpet
[Outro]
C
Ears still ringing from the detonation
G
And a shotgun sitting to the side of a cut up dude
It's not so fucking depressing
Dirk Michaelis
Dirk Powell
Dirk Quitschau
Dirk Witte
Dirlewanger
Disagree
Disappear Fear
Discharge
Disciples
Discipline