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| Ziggy played guitar |
| Jamming good with Wierd and Gilly |
| (and) the Spiders from Mars. |
| He played it left hand, but made it too far, |
| Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band |
| Ziggy really sang |
| screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo, |
| Like some cat from Japan. |
| He could lick 'em by smiling |
| He could leave 'em to hang; |
| (they) came on so loaded, man |
| Well-hung and snow-white tan. |
| So where were the Spiders? |
| While the fly tried to break our balls. |
| Just the beer light to guide us. So we |
| bitched about his fans |
| And should we crush his sweet hands... |
| Repeat Intro x2 |
| Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo |
| the kids was just crass, |
| He was the nazz, with God given ass, |
| He took it all too far |
| but boy could he play guitar. |
| Making love with his ego, |
| Ziggy sucked up into his mind, |
| like a leper messiah, when the |
| kids had killed the man I had to break up the band. |
| Repeat Intro x3 |
| Bridge: |
| x2 |
| Ziggy played ..... guitar. |
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David Bowie Modern LoveStarmanChangesRebel RebelLet's DanceLife On Mars?Ashes To AshesLazarusChina GirlSpace Oddity |
Rock Phil Collins - In The Air Tonight Tears for Fears - Everybody Wants To Rule The World Guns N' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine Nirvana - Heart-Shaped Box The Art Company - Susanna |
