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Ziggy played guitar jamming good
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with Wierd and Gilly and the Spiders from Mars
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He played it left hand but made it too far
C D
became the special man and we were Ziggy's band
G Bm
Ziggy really sang with screwed up eyes and
C D
screwed down hairdo like some cat from Japan
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He could lick 'em by smiling he could leave 'em to hang
C D
He came on so loaded man well hung and snow-white tan
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But where were the spiders
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while the fly tried to break our balls
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Just the beer light to guide us
G D
And so we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands
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Ziggy played for time jiving us that
C D
we were voodoo and the kids was just crass
G Bm
He was the nazz with God-given ass
C D
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
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Making love with his ego
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Ziggy sucked up into his mind
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Like a leper messiah
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When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band