Oh Oh, yeah Ah Now Ziggy played guitar Jamming good with Weird and Gilly and 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 hair-do like some cat from Japan He could lick 'em by smiling, he could leave 'em to hang They came on so loaded, man, well-hung and snow-white tan So where were the Spiders While the fly tried to break our balls? With just the beer-light to guide us So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands? Oh Mmm Ziggy played for time Jiving us that we were voo-doo, 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, ah Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man, I had to break up the band, oh Oh, yeah Ooo, ooo Ziggy played guitar