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