Ziggy Stardust

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      Ziggy played guitar,    
jamming good
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With Wierd and Gilly and the 
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Spiders from Mars
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He played it left hand, but made it
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 too far
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Became the special man, and we were
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 Ziggy's band
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     Ziggy really sang, with screwed
 up eyes and
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Screwed down hairdo like some cat 
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from Japan
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He could lick 'em by smiling, he 
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could leave 'em to hang
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He came on so loaded man, well hung
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 and snow-white tan

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     But where were the spiders
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     While the fly tried to break 
our balls
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     Just the beer light to guide us

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And so we bitched about his fans 
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and should we crush his sweet hands

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    Ziggy played for time, jiving us
 that
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We were voodoo and the kids was 
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just crass
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He was the nazz with God-given ass
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He took it all too far but boy 
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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 I 
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had to break up the band

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Ziggy Played Guitar ,Jammin' Good  
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With Wierd And

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 Gilly.     The  Spiders From Mars  
          He Played it Left Hand

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   But Made It too far.    Became 
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The Special

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 Man.               Then We were 
Ziggy's Band

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         Ziggy Really Sang.       
Screwed Up eyes And Screwed Down

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 Hairdo, Like some Cat From Japan   
          He could Lick 'em by

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 Smiling. He Could Leave 'em to

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 Hang they Came on so Loaded Man 
Well hung And a

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  Snow-white tan

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             So Where were the 
Spiders

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 So We Bitched About his fans and 
should we crush his sweet hands?


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Ziggy Played For Time Jiving us 
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that weeee were voo-Doo      The 
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Kids Were Just Class. He Was The 
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Nazz

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 With God Given Ass, He Took It All
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 too far   But Boy Could He Play 
Guitar