| Please allow me to introduce myself
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| I’m a man of wealth and taste
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| I’ve been around for a long, long year
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| Stole many a man’s soul and faith
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| I was around when Jesus Christ
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| Had his moment of doubt and pain
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| Made damn sure that Pilate
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| Washed his hands and sealed his fate
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| I watched with glee while your kings and queens
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| Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
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| I shouted out, «Who killed the Kennedys?»
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| When after all, it was you and me
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| Let me please introduce myself
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| I’m a man of wealth and taste
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| And I laid traps for troubadours
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| Who get killed before they reach Bombay
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| Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
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| But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game
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| Just as every cop is a criminal
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| And all the sinners saints
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| As heads is tails
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| Just call me Lucifer
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| Cause I’m in need of some restraint
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| So if you meet me, have some courtesy
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| Have some sympathy, and some taste
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| Use all your well-learned politesse
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| Or I’ll lay your soul to waste
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| Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
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| But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game
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| Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
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| But what’s confusing you is the nature of my game
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| Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
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| But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game
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| Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
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| But what’s confusing you is the nature of my game |