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