Xmas for Aliens

I heard some old songs, disguised as newer songs
but they ain’t true, they ain’t true.
I heard some old jokes, retold as boring jokes
but they ain’t true, they ain’t true.
I’ve heard you found the secret chord but it’s sadly out of tune with all the
rest…
No more bad lies, Xmas for aliens means surprise.
No more bad lies, Santa was singing songs with tears in his eyes.
I thought I heard a familiar voice but it’s being replaced by static noise.
And you’re the only one who turns me on.
Should I ever trust myself again, I’ll BBQ with you but I don’t know when…
but I’ll phone ya, yeah.
I’ve heard you found the secret chord but it’s sadly out of tune with all the
rest…
No more bad lies, Xmas for aliens means surprise.
No more bad lies, Santa was singing songs with tears in his eyes.
And I musn’t forget my birthday, no I
musn’t forget my birthday.
I musn’t forget my birthday, no I
musn’t forget my birthday