Verse
C# G# F# C#
Red eyes blue gaze, you look like hell today
C# G# F# C#
Step out on parade, you do it so well
C# G# F# C#
Your favourite shirt, those shoes that you bought in Perth
C# G# F# C#
Dumb Hair smart slacks, that's rock apparel
[Chorus]
F#
(Ahhhhhh)
F# C# F# C#
Music is crap aliens told me so
F# C# F# C#
Better than that, we're gonna let you know
F# C# F# C#
Just listen up, become a receiver
F# C# F# C# G#
And then space out, when you're a believer
F#
That's what religion's for
F# C# F# C#
Music is crap
F# C# F# C#
[Verse 2]
C# G# F# C#
Think of your friends, then put one on the door
C# G# F# C#
Everythings free, but were still poor
F# C# F# C# F#
Don't matter what you like, aliens hate it
F# G#
Rock, pop, metal, shop, they just berate it
F#
And I've found
G# F#
They dig the silence, hate the sound
G# F#
So pick up your telescopes, put your guitars down
G#
That's what I've found..
[Solo]
C# G# F# C# ч4
[Chorus]
N.C#. C F# C#
Music is crap aliens told me so
F# C# F# C#
Better than that, we're gonna let you know
F# C# F# C#
Just listen up, become a receiver
F# C# F# G#
And then space out, when you're a believer
F#
That's what religion's for
C# F# C# F#
Music is crap
C# F# C# F#
Music is crap
(repeat until end)