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 youre a believer

Thats what religions for

Music is crap



Think of your friends, then put one on the door

Everythings free, but were still poor



Dont 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

Thats what Ive found..



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