Sympathy For The Devil

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long years
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around
When jesus Christ had His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn sure
That Pilate washed his hands and sealed His fate

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Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, oh yeah
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
I killed the tzar 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...

Chorus

I watched with glee
As your kings and queens fought for ten decades
For the Gods they made
I shouted out: "Who killed Kennedys"
When after all it was you and me
So let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste, oh yeah
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay

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Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners, saints
As the heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
To meet me, have some courtesy
And have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politics
Or I'll lay your soul to waste

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