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Please allow me to introduce myselfI’m a man of wealth and tasteI’ve been around for a long, long yearStole many a man’s soul and faithAnd I was ‘round when Jesus ChristHad his moment of doubt and painMade damn sure that PilateWashed his hands and sealed his fatePleased to meet youHope you guess my nameBut what’s puzzling youIs the nature of my gameI stuck around St. PetersbergWhen I saw it was a time for a changeKilled the Czar and his ministersAnastasia screamed in vainI rode a tankHeld a general’s rankWhen the Blitzkrieg ragedAnd the bodies stankPleased to meet youHope you guess my name, oh yeahWhat’s puzzling youIs the nature of my game, oh yeahI watched with gleeWhile your kings and queensFought for ten decadesFor the Gods they madeI shouted out”Who killed the Kennedys?”When after allIt was you and meSo let me please introduce myselfI’m a man of wealth and tasteAnd I laid traps for troubadorsWho get killed before they reached BombayPleased to meet youHope you guessed my name, oh yeahBut what’s puzzling youIs the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, babyPleased to meet youHope you guessed my name, oh yeahBut what’s confusing youIs just the nature of my gameJust as every cop is a criminalAnd all the sinners saintsAs heads is tailsJust call me Lucifer’Cause I’m in need of some restraintSo if you meet meHave some courtesyHave some sympathy, and some tasteUse all your well-learned politicsOr I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeahPleased to meet youHope you guessed my name, um yeahBut what’s puzzling youIs the nature of my game, um baby, get downWoo, whoOh yeah, get on downOh yeahOh yeah!Tell me baby, what’s my nameTell me honey, baby guess my nameTell me baby, what’s my nameI tell you one time, you’re to blameOoo, whoOoo, whoOoo, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOh, yeahWhat’s my nameTell me, baby, what’s my nameTell me, sweetie, what’s my nameOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOoo, who, whoOh, yeah

We all come in from the cold / We come down from the wire / An everybody warms themselves / To a different fire

There’s a time for living / Time keeps on flying / Think you’re loving baby / But all your doing is crying

Ha-oww / Listen motherfuckers to the song that should be heard / Back down in the gutter is more than you deserve / Screaming fucking banshee, you know that’s what you are

I can’t stop thinkin’ / Thinking ‘bout sinkin’ / Sinkin’ down into my bed / I call my mother

I’ve been looking for a trace / Looking for a heart / Looking for a lover / In a world that’s much too dark

Your daddy works in porno / Now that mommy’s not around / She used to love her heroin / But now she’s underground

Talk to me softly / There’s something in your eyes / Don’t hang your head in sorrow / And, please, don’t cry

[This song is about your fuckin’ mothers] / It ain’t easy livin’ like a gypsy / Tell ya, honey, how it feels / I’ve been dreamin’ floatin’ down stream

All cautions made / Every chance was given / No effort spared / To save what we had