Sympathy For The Devil - The Rolling Stones, Fatboy Slim

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 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

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

Stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was a time for a change

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, oh yeah

Ah, what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah

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 troubadours who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you -- hope you guess my name, oh yeah

But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah

Get down, baby

Pleased to meet you -- hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

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 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, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse or I’ll lay your soul to waste, mmm, yeah

Pleased to meet you -- hope you guessed my name, mmm, yeah

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

Mmm, mean it, get down

Tell me baby, what’s my name?

Tell me honey, can 'ya guess my name?

Tell me baby, what’s my name?

I tell you one time, you’re to blame

What’s my name?

Tell me baby, what’s my name?

Tell me sweetie, what’s my name?