Biography:
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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Other songs:
- 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
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[Intro]
D Bm G
[Verse]
D
This is a message for the angels: This is the demons at your door
Bm G
and we're all waiting for an answer. You can bet we won't be ignored
D
Why did you let this bullshit happen? Where did we fuck up along the line?
Bm G D
Won't you tell us? Probably not, you have no spine
Bm G D
You can bet we'll shake these gates until they fall,
Bm G D
and you can bet we'll cut your heads off one and all
Bm G D A Bm
Cause you cut our party short now and it's time to prove something to you:
G A D
Us sinners don't take kindly to last call
D A G
[Verse]
D
This is a message for the angels: You've got a breach of security
Bm G
All the snarling at your gates is from the people you set free
D
with your insistence that you leave us alone to fend for ourselves
G A D
And now it's your turn to take your weapons off your shelves
[Bridge]
Bm G D
Your brainless god should take some time, climb off his throne,
Bm G D
and give us all an explanation of his own
Bm G D A Bm
We want our whiskey bottles back now, our guitars and amplifiers,
G A D
because this night ain't over until we say it's done
[Outro]
D A
On and on and on
D A
We go on and on and on
D A
We go on and on and on and on
G D
We go on and on and on
D A
Pass the wine and cheers my friend
D A
Congrats we’ve made it to the end
D A
So glad despite our fate below the bomb
G D
We go on and on and on
D A
So here's a toast, raise glasses high
D A D A
Just one more cheer for you and I in our last hour before we die
G D
Oh my, let's get plastered one more time
G D
Let’s get plastered one more time
D Bm G
[Verse]
D
This is a message for the angels: This is the demons at your door
Bm G
and we're all waiting for an answer. You can bet we won't be ignored
D
Why did you let this bullshit happen? Where did we fuck up along the line?
Bm G D
Won't you tell us? Probably not, you have no spine
Bm G D
You can bet we'll shake these gates until they fall,
Bm G D
and you can bet we'll cut your heads off one and all
Bm G D A Bm
Cause you cut our party short now and it's time to prove something to you:
G A D
Us sinners don't take kindly to last call
D A G
[Verse]
D
This is a message for the angels: You've got a breach of security
Bm G
All the snarling at your gates is from the people you set free
D
with your insistence that you leave us alone to fend for ourselves
G A D
And now it's your turn to take your weapons off your shelves
[Bridge]
Bm G D
Your brainless god should take some time, climb off his throne,
Bm G D
and give us all an explanation of his own
Bm G D A Bm
We want our whiskey bottles back now, our guitars and amplifiers,
G A D
because this night ain't over until we say it's done
[Outro]
D A
On and on and on
D A
We go on and on and on
D A
We go on and on and on and on
G D
We go on and on and on
D A
Pass the wine and cheers my friend
D A
Congrats we’ve made it to the end
D A
So glad despite our fate below the bomb
G D
We go on and on and on
D A
So here's a toast, raise glasses high
D A D A
Just one more cheer for you and I in our last hour before we die
G D
Oh my, let's get plastered one more time
G D
Let’s get plastered one more time
Dirk Michaelis
Dirk Powell
Dirk Quitschau
Dirk Witte
Dirlewanger
Disagree
Disappear Fear
Discharge
Disciples
Discipline