Sympathy for the Devil Songtext
von Bob Wayne

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 and faith
I was 'round 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
What's puzzling you is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
While 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
What′s puzzling you is the nature of my game


I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for 10 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
I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay

Hope you guessed my name
What′s puzzling you is the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all sinners, they're 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 your well-learned politeness
Or I′ll lay your soul to waste

Hope you guessed my name
What's puzzling you is the nature of my game
Hope you guessed my name
What's puzzling you is the nature of my game