Sympathy for the Devil (The Rolling Stones cover)

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 fate 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 Stuck around St. Petersberg when I saw it was a time for a change Killed the C'zar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank in 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 the gleam while you kings and queens Fought for ten decades for the Goth they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?" When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce my self I'm a man of wealth and taste And I laid tracks for troubadors Who get killed before they reached 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 confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal and all the sinners Saints As I end this tale 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 qualities Or I'll lay your soul to waste Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game