Red eyes blue gaze, you look like hell today Step out on parade, you do it so well Your favourite shirt, those shoes that you bought in Perth Dumb Hair smart slacks, lets rock at the rails CHORUS Ooooh. Music is crap aliens told me so Better than that, were gonna let you know Just listen up, become a receiver Then lets space out, when you're a believer That's what religions for Music is crap Think of your friends, then put one on the door Everythings free, but were still poor Don't matter what you like, aliens hate it Pop rock metal shop, they just berate it And Ive found They dig the silence, hate the sound So pick up your telescopes, put your guitars down That's what Ive found.. CHORUS SOLO CHORUS
