Sympathy for the devil/ The Rolling StonesBeggars banquet[ 1968] |
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Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for many a long, long year I've stolen many a man's soul and faith I was around when Jesus Christ had his moments of doubt and pain I 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. Peterburg When I saw it was 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 bodies stank * I watched with glee while your kings and queens Fought for ten decades for the gods they made I shouted out, ﾒWho killed the Kennedys?ﾓ When after all it was you and me * Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste And I lay traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reach Bombay * Just as every cop is criminal And all the sinners, Saints As head 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 yor soul to waste * |