Sympathy for the Devil

And 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,
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.

Pleased to meet you,
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah.
What's puzzling you,
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah.

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?"
When 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 troubadors,
Who get killed before they reached Bombay.

Pleased to meet you,
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah.
But what's puzzling you,
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby.

Pleased to meet you,
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah.
But what's confusing you,
Is just 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, have some taste.
Use all your well-learned qualities
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah.

Pleased to meet you,
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah.
But what's puzzling you,
Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down.

Tell me baby, what's my name,
Tell me honey, baby guess my name.
Tell me baby, what's my name,
I tell you one time, you're to blame.

What's my name,
Tell me, baby, what's my name.
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name.

That's my name, milkboy. Save us milkboy.
Don't forget to drink your milk.

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