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GZiggy played guitar, jammingBm7 good
With Wierd and GCilly and theC SpidBersC fromD Mars
He played it left hGand, butD/F made it too Emfar
Became the sApecial man, and we were CZiggy's band
GZiggy really sang, with sBm7crewed up eyes and
Screwed down hCairdo like some Ccat Bfrom CJaDpan
He could lick 'em by Gsmiling, he could D/Fleave 'em to Emhang
He came on so lAoaded man, well hung and Csnow-white tan
Am ButG where were theF spidersG
Am While theG fly tried toF break our ballsG
Am Just theG beer light toF guide usG
And so we bDitched about his fans
And should we Ecrush his sweet hands
GDC9G/BAm
GZiggy played for time, Bm7jiving us that
We were vCoodoo and the Ckids Bwere Cjust Dcrass
He was the nGazz with D/FGod-given asEms
He took it Aall too far but boy could he Cplay guitar
Am Making loGve with his egoF G
Am Ziggy sucGked up intoF his mind G
Am Like a leGper messiahF
When the kDids had killed the man
I had to bEreak up the band
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G D C9 Ziggy played guiGtar
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