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Ziggy played guitar |
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Jamming good with Weird and Gilly |
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And the Spiders From Mars |
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He played it left hand |
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But made it too far |
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Became the special man |
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Then we were Ziggy's band |
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Ziggy really sang |
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Screwed up eyes and screwed down hair-do |
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Like some cat from Japan |
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He could lick 'em by smiling |
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He could leave them to hang |
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Came on so loaded man |
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Well hung and snow-white tan |
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So where were the Spiders |
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While the flies tried to break our balls |
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Just the beer light to guide us |
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So we bitch about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands |
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Ziggy played for time |
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Jiving us that we were voodoo |
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But the kids were just crass |
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He was the nazz, with God-given ass |
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He took it all too far |
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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 |
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i had to break up the band |
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Now Ziggy played guitar |