Bowie David – Ziggy Stardust

Intro:
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G|-0-----2-----------2--2--------0--0--0--------0--0--0--------0-----0-|
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Verse:
Riff 1:
 C         D            G
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G                    Bm           
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good 
               C     (w/riff 1)       D
With Weird and Gilly The spiders from Mars
                  G                    Em
He played it left hand But made it too far
           A                          C/G
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band

G                    Bm           
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
               C     (w/riff 1)       D
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
   G                    Em
He could leave 'em to hang
           A                          C/G
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

Chorus:
  Am            G               F             G
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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-|
E|-5-5-5-5-5-----3-3-3-3-3-------1-0-1-0-1-0-1-3-|

  Am            G         
So where were the spiders 
      F             G
while the fly tried to break our balls
  Am      G    F          G
Just the beer light to guide us,
      D/A                   
So we bitched about his fans 
                E/B
And should we crush his sweet hands?

G                    Bm           
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
               C     (w/riff 1)       D
The kids were just crass, he was the nazz 
    G          Em
With God given ass
           A                          C/G
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar

G                    Bm           
Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up 
         C     (w/riff 1)       D
Into his mind like a leper messiah
    G                    Em
When the kids had killed the man 
           A         C/G
I had to break up the band.

Am G
Oh yeah
F G
Ooooooo
C            G
Ziggy played guitaarrrrrr