Subwoofer Split 7" with Headaches

by Milhouse

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released November 28, 2012

Tom: Vox/Guitar
Chris: Drums
Dave: Bass

Gangs by Tom, Dave, Weebs, Nicky DC, CJB, Helen

Recorded and mixed by Dylan Adams at Free Energy Device.
Mastered by Carl Saff at Saff Mastering.

Milhouse thanks Craigos, Midnight Funeral, Blackwire Records, Bryne Yancey, Hot Licks, Cowburn, Jenkins, #heshlords, Ryan Dunne, Jean-Baptiste Botul, The Atterton Academy, our family and friends, everyone that’s supported us and helped us out, The Smith Street Band, The Union (Onion) Pacific (Specific), Luca Brasi, Collapso, Epics, Grim Fandango, Arrows, Ted Danson With Wolves, Paper Arms, Jamie Hay, and Pierce Bronson From Round The Twist.



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Milhouse Sydney, Australia

Three dudes playing positive, nerdy pop-punk.


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Track Name: Dinosaurs
Look around, look around hey
Look around don’t you feel at home
We shouldn’t feel so alone here,
We’re a collective yeah we belong
Though we won’t share
Our belongings with anyone
You’d do better to remember whoa oh

Remember that the sun
Is the only reason
There is anyone

If you’re feeling like you’re done
Just remember everyone

We are the cumulative progress of
A story started before dinosaurs
We are part of the process not the end result
Try to remember that you represent them all
Track Name: Internet
Well it’s happening again, someone’s wrong on the internet, no sleep tonight
Not until they know that I’m right, and even if I’m not never mind, I’ll put up a fight

I’ll suggest that you confess
You’re argument contains no sense
Look forward to nothing more than proving that you are wrong

Could cite sources showing my side, show me yours and I’ll show you mine, you’ve not thought this through
But it’s a reasonably valid view, so back it up but until you do, this thread is through

I’ll suggest that you confess
Your argument contains no sense
Look forward to nothing more than

Feelings of anonymity, of punches thrown for free
And a world between you and me