Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly
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And The spiders from Mars, he played it left hand
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But made it too far
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Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
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Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
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Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
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He could leave 'em to hang
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Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan
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So where were the spiders
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While the rats tried to break our balls
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Just the beer light to guide us
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So we bitched about his fans
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And should we crush his sweet hands, oh
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Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
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The kids were just crass, he was the nazz
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With God given ass
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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
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I had to break up the band, oh
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Oh yeah, ooooooh
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Now, Ziggy played guitar
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Ziggy Stardust
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| Def Leppard |
