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