Ziggy played guitar, ¶ jamming good with Wierd and Gilly, ¶ And the spiders from Mars. ¶ He played it left hand, but made it to far, ¶ Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band. ¶ ¶ Ziggy really sang, ¶ screwed up ...
¶ ¶ Ziggy played guitar, ¶ jamming good with Weird and Gilly ¶ 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, ...
Another head hangs lowly ¶ Child is slowly taken ¶ And the violence caused such silence ¶ Who are we mistaken ¶ but you see, it’s not me ¶ it's not my family ¶ in your head, in your head ¶ they are fighting ¶ ...