Rolling Stones / Sympathy for the devil

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

I was around when Jesus Christ
had His moments of doubt and pain
I 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 time for a change
I killed the Tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank, held a gen'ral's rank
when the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
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 out "Who killed the Kennedys?"
when after all it was you and me

So let me please introduce myself
I am a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
but what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game

Just as every cop is 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

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
but what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game

(expliquem-me porque adormeci ontem a trautear esta canção? Dispenso Freud.
Gosto muito do verbo puzzle, não temos equivalente:)