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 faith. 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 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. 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 reached Bombay. 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 - yeah!
*Wenn Alles Kopf steht.