Sympathy For The Devil

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's soul to waste

I was around when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that Pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you, I hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the Czar and his ministers

Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank, held a general's rank

When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank

Oh

Pleased to meet you, I hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game

I watched with glee while your kings and queens

Fought for ten decades for the gods they made

I shouted out: Who killed the Kennedys?

Well, after all, it was you and me

Let me please introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you, I hope you guess my name

But what's confusing you is the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer

'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me, have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or I'll lay your fucking soul to waste

Pleased to meet you, I hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game