Ziggy played guitar,

jamming good with Weird and Gilly

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

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?



Ziggy played for time,

living us that we were voodoo

The kids were 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