Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Just a beer light to guide us
While the fly tried to break our balls
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
And the Spiders from Mars, he played it left hand
He took it all too far, but boy could he play guitar
So we bitched about his fans, and should we crush his sweet hands?
Like a leper Messiah
Making love with his ego
But made it too far
He could leave 'em to hang
Ohh, yeah
So where were the Spiders?
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
With God given ass
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
The kids were just crass, he was the nazz
They came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan
