My Parodies

Ziggy ate guitars
I know it sounds weird and silly
But they taste like Mars Bars
He freaked out his band
When he ate in the car
Had stomach problems and
A guitar in his belly man
Ziggy ate while he sang
Interesting to watch in the front row
Tickets sold with a bang
He could lick and keep smiling
Couldn't stand marzipan,
Gave it all to Ronson man,
Cause he was in the Marzipan Gang

Then out came the Killer,
It gave our music extra edge
Ziggy wanted to grill her,
So we threw him outta the van,
She'd never be touched by his hands, oh!

Ziggy took his time, planning to dip
The Killer in fondou, everyone was distressed,
A guitar-eating mess, wanted to kick his ass,
He took it all too far, that night when he ate
The guitar

Right after the concert
What in the world did we find?
Ziggy'd eaten the Killer
When the man died from his diet
We witnessed a rock n' roll riot
Oh yeah!
Ziggy ate guitars...