Intro 4x:
      G       x       D                Cadd9       Bm           Am
E|3-------x-------2-3-2-3-2---2----|--------------------------------
B|3-------x-------3---3---3---3-3--|--3-----3-----3-----3-----3---3-
G|0-------x-------2-----------2----|---0------------0---------------
D|0-------x-------0----------------|--------------------------------
A|2-------x------------------------|3-----3-----2-----2-----0---0---
E|3-------x------------------------|--------------------------------

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

Am        G                  F       G
     But where were the spiders
Am              G            F                G
     while the fly tried to break our balls
Am              G            F
     Just the beer light to guide us

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

G                           Bm
    Ziggy played for time, jiving us that
         C                             D
we were voodoo and the kids was just crass
            G                  Em
He was the nazz with God-given ass
           A                                 C
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar

Am          G              F     G
    Making love with his ego
Am          G          F            G
    Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Am          G          F
    Like a leper messiah
          D                                 E
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band

G                                 Bm
Ziggy Played Guitar ,Jammin' Good  With Wierd And

    C                                D

 Gilly.     The  Spiders From Mars            He Played it Left Hand

    G                            Em
   But Made It too far.    Became The Special

    A                                 C

 Man.               Then We were Ziggy's Band.

    G                                Bm

         Ziggy Really Sang.       Screwed Up eyes And Screwed Down

    C                                D

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

    G
 Smiling. He Could Leave 'em to

 E                                A

 Hang they Came on so Loaded Man Well hung And a

    C
  Snow-White tan

Refrão:
      Am               G                F   E   F   E   F   E   F   G
E|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|
B|5-5-5-5-5\------3-3-3-3-3\------|1---1---1---1---1---1---1---3---|
G|5-5-5-5-5\------4-4-4-4-4\------|2---2---2---2---2---2---2---4---|
D|7-7-7-7-7\------5-5-5-5-5\------|3---3---3---3---3---3---3---5---|
A|7-7-7-7-7\------5-5-5-5-5\------|3---3---3---3---3---3---3---5---| (3X)
E|5-5-5-5-5\------3-3-3-3-3\------|1---0---1---0---1---0---1---3---|
             So Where were the Spiders......

     D                                 E
E|--------------------------------|0-----------0-----------0-------|
B|7-------7---x-x-x-7-x-x-7---x-x-|0-----------0-----------0-------|
G|7-------7---x-x-x-7-x-x-7---x-x-|1-------x---1-------x---1-------|
D|7-------7---x-x-x-7-x-x-7---x-x-|2-------x---2-------x---2---x---|
A|5-------5---x-x-x-5-x-x-5---x-x-|2-------x---2-------x---2---x---|
E|--------------------------------|0-----------0-----------0---x---|
 So We Bitched About his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

(Intro 2x)


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

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

(Refrão)

(Intro x4)