I had to break up the band
Like some cat from Japan
Then we were Ziggy's band
And the spiders from Mars
Jiving us that we were voodoo
He took it all too far
When the kids had killed the man
But boy, could he play guitar
Like a leper messiah
Ziggy played for time
And should we crush his sweet hands
Ziggy really sang
Became the special man
Making love with his ego
So we bitch about his fans
But the kids were just crass
Just the beer light to guide us
Well, hung and snow-white tan
With God-given ass
Came on so loaded man
He was the nazz
He played it left hand
He could leave on to hang
While the flies tried to break our balls
Screwed up eyes and screwed down hair-do
He could lick on by smiling
But made it too far
So where were the spiders
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
