Sympathy For The Devil lyrics
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
And 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
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 Tsar 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
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, come on, come on, come on
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
Ah yeah, 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?
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 troubadour
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
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Sympathy For The Devil is a song interpreted by Motörhead