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