[G] Ziggy played guitar, [Bm7] jamming good with weird and [C] Gilly,
and the spiders from [D] Mars.
He played it left [G] hand But made it too far [Em]
Became the special [Am] man, then we were [C] Ziggy's band
[G] Ziggy really sang, screwed [Bm7] up eyes and screwed down [C] hairdo
Like some cat from Japan [D] , he could lick 'em by smiling [G] He could leave 'em to hang [Em]
'came on so loaded [Am] man, well hung and snow [C] white tan.
[Am]So where [G] were the spiders [F], [Am] while the fly [G] tried to break our balls [F]
[Am] With just the [G] beer light to guide us,[F]
[D] So we bitched about his fans and should we crush [Em] his sweet hands?
[G] Ziggy played for time, [Bm7] jiving us that we were [C] voodoo
The kid was just crass, [D] he was the nazz [G] With God given ass [Em]
He took it all too [Am] far but boy could he play [C] guitar
[Am] Making love [G] with his ego [F] [Am] Ziggy sucked [G] up into his mind [F]
[Am] Like a leper [G]messiah [F]
[D] When the kids had killed the man I had to [Em] break up the band.
[C]Ziggy playyyyed guitaarrrrrr [G]