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Mom & Dad 03:01
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DIRECT HIT! is:
NICK WOODS vox/guitar
DANNY ACCIDENT drums
ROBBIE SCHROEDER bass
ALEX HILL keys
MIKE ESSER guitar
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released 01 September 2009
These songs were:
Recorded by Shane Olivo
Written by Nick Woods

Co-Starring Layne Knutson, Peter Woods, Sarah Woods, Jessi Nakles, Josh Groth, John Marszalkowski

Shane Olivo & Jessi Nakles play in The New Loud -
www.newloud.com
John Marszalkowski plays in The Every Day Motive -
www.facebook.com/theeverydaymotive
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Track Name: Failed Invasion
Well we've been holding on for hours hoping that they'd call us back, yeah we were holding on and hoping they would call

We sat captive in the flowers with our radios in tact, we left our AK-47s near the wall

Yeah we were here protecting nations, women, children from invasion - Usually we felt useless above all

Every meeting's a vacation, never made it to the station for an infiltration, yeah, we're still too small

So tell me why can't we learn to get along? And tell me why are we always on the run? Pretty sure this club is failing, haven't made the headlines yet, so tell me do you know if this invasion's set?

We've sat silent in libraries, drunk tanks, traffic jams and attics more than spaceships in the sky above our walls

Makes me think they just aren't coming
Wasting time's better than running, that's what we've all told ourselves if just to stall

And we're been holding on for decades hoping that they'd call us back, but I just don't think that that call's ever gonna come

We've sat captive in the flowers, picking asscracks, picking boogers, and I gotta say, everybody, this ain't fun

Maybe we should think of somewhere else to go?
Or maybe I should think about just going solo
I'm tired of just waiting, contemplating, masturbating
With my brain might be a better way to go
Track Name: Mom & Dad
You've got a problem with your attitude, and we're not about to take it anymore - So have a seat and shut up, it's all that you're good for

We've dropped the game you kept us playing, and we've stopped pretending we can work it out - So fucking tired of you and benefits of the doubt

And I know since you were a kid that you've wanted it bad, but nobody really cares about the problems you have - And while your house is overrun with all the fans you make glad, we can guarantee nobody wants to hear about your mom or your dad

We've dealt with every threat you're making, and we've felt you only wanna play the clown - So take this song as a note about how we're not down

We're not about to let you finish, and we're not about to give you the last word - No matter what the excuse you think that you might've heard

So won't you please just shut your mouth and cut the losses you have? Your check's a-coming in the mail, that's all it takes, ain't it sad? So won't you take it to the bank, and how I hope you ain't mad, because nobody wants to hear about your problems with your mom or your dad

And what's the use of speaking up when all you do is complain? Or have you come up with solutions for your feelings and brain? So take a minute just to think about the things that you say, because nobody really cares about your goals or future anyway
Track Name: Hide The Body
Honey, honey, won't you quiet it down?
We've got a problem, got the cops all around screaming at me - no, I can't tell you why - but if we try and keep it quiet maybe we can both lie

Hey officer, we didn't know we were loud
We'll take it home and keep the curtains pulled down
There ain't a problem, no, we've just had a fight, and we were picking up the pieces when the two of you arrived

'Round 4 o'clock she comes and knocks on my door
You know it was so loud it couldn't be ignored
My temper's short, it brushed my patience aside, and before I could control it I was on the outside (screaming)

It's 4 o'clock, 4 o'clock in the morning baby
It's 4 o'clock, only hours of sleep left
It's 4 o'clock, go to sleep in your bed
So take it home, oh baby girl and give your boyfriend a rest
Track Name: They Came For Me
They came for me in the middle of the night
They came for me on a wave of panic and fright
And how I wept for all their problems
Oh how I wept for all their sins

Knocked down the doors and lurched their bodies up the stairs, entered the bedrooms, yeah they caught us unawares - And how I wept for all their problems,
oh how I wept for all their sins

And I said hey there, living dead, just where do you come from? Where are you going? And can you give me a crumb - Not of the brains and flesh you feast on, or the corpses left behind, but just a piece of evidence so I can ease my throbbing mind

They left us hostage in the streets
And they attacked us where we sleep
When all I wanted was some peace
So let's go get 'em where they creep