Music Is Crap Songtext
von Custard

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
That′s rock apparel
(Ahhhhhh)
Music is crap
Aliens told us so
Better than that
We're gonna let you know
Just listen up
Become a receiver
And then space out
When you′re a believer
That's what religion's for
Music is crap


Think of your friends
Then put one on the door
Everything′s free
But we′re still poor
Don't matter what you like
Aliens hate it
Rock, pop, metal, shop
They just berate it
And I′ve found
They dig the silence
Hate the sound
So pick up your telescopes
Put your guitars down
That's what I′ve found
(Ahhhhhh)

Music is crap
Aliens told us so
Better than that
We're gonna let you know
Just listen up
Become a receiver
And then space out
When you′re a believer
That's what religion's for
Music is crap
Yeah, music is crap
Music is crap
Oh, music is crap