Sympathy For The Devil (Who Killed The Kennedys?)

I was around when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and faith

And 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. Petersburg

When I saw it was time for a change

I 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

But 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 God 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 lay traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As head is tail, 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 politics

Or I'll lay your soul to waste!