Текст: Ozzy Osbourne. Under Cover. Sympathy For The Devil.

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long time
Stole many a man's soul and faith

I was around 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, oh yeah
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

Oh, pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
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 gods they made
I shouted who killed the Kennedy?
After all it was you and me

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I laid traps for the troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

Every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners are saints
Heads is tails just call me Lucifer
I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

What's my name?
What's my name?
What's my name?
I am Lucifer

Alright you motherfuckers
What's my name?
What's my name?
Come on baby, come on baby, come on baby, come on baby

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game