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 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. Petersberg
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
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
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 troubadors
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
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, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, baby guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's me name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
No Expectations
Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again
Once I was a rich man
Now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before
You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my piece of mind
Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
our love is like our music
its here, and then its gone
So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again
Dear Doctor
Oh help me, please doctor I'm a damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin, its a beatin'
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?
Oh help me please mama, I'm sickning
Its today that's the day of the plunge
Oh the gal I'm to marry
Is a bow-legged sow
I've been soakin up drink like a sponge
"Don't ya worry, get dressed", cried my mother
As she plied me with bourbon so sour
Pull your socks up, put your suit on
comb your long hair down,
for you will be wed in the hour
So help me, please doctor I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
I'm, sleepin, its a beatin
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?
Ohh help me, please doctor I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
Its sleepin, its a beatin'
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve
Right there in that jar?
I was tremblin, as I put on my jacket
It had creases as sharp as a knife
I put the ring in my pocket
But there was a note
And my heart jumped it jumped into my mouth
It read, "Darlin', I'm sorry to hurt you.
But I have no courage to speak to your face.
But I'm down in Virginia with your cousin Lou
There be no wedding today."
So help me, please doctor I'm damaged
You can put back my heart in its hole
Oh mamma, I'm cryin
Tears of relief
And my pulse is now under control
Parachute Woman
Parachute woman, land on me tonight
Parachute woman, land on me tonight
Well, I'll break big in New Orleans
and I'll overspill in Caroline
Parachute woman, join me for a ride
Parachute woman, join me for a ride
I'll make my blow in Dallas
and get hot again in half the time
Parachute woman, will you blow me out?
Parachute woman, will you blow me out?
My heavy throbbers itchin'
just to lay a solo rhytm down
Jig-Saw Puzzle
There's a tramp sittin' on my doorstep
Tryin to waste his time
with his mentholated sandwich
He's a walking clothes line
And here comes the bishops daughter
On the other side
She looks a triffle jeolous
She's been an outcast all her life
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Oh the gangster looks so frightning
with his luger in his hand
when he gets home to his children
he's a family man
but when it comes to the nitty-gritty
he can shove in his knife
Yes he really looks quite religious
He's been an outlaw all his life
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Oh the singer, he looks angry
At being thrown to the lions
And the bass player, he looks nervous
About the girls outside
And the drummer, he was shattered
Trying to keep up time
And the guitar players look damaged
They've been outcasts all thier lives
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
And as twenty thousand grandma's
Waving thier hankies in the air
All burning up their pensions
And shouting, "It's not fair!"
There's a regiment of soldiers
Standing looking on
And the queen is bravely shouting,
"What the Hell is going on?"
With a blood-curdling "tally-ho"
She charged into the ranks
And blessed all those grandma's who
With their dying breaths screamed, "Thanks!"
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
With my woman on the floor
We're just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Street Fighting Man
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet, boy
Cause summer's here, and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man! No!
Hey! think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play
Is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause this sleepy London town
Is just no place for a street fighting man! No!
Hey, said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream
I'll kill the king
I'll rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause this sleepy run down town
Is just no place for a street fighting man!
Prodigal Son By Rev. Wilkins
Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Went out of his world, where God only knows
And that'll be the way to get along
Well poor boy spent all he had, famine swept the land
famine swept the land
Spent all he had and famine swept the land
Said "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man"
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, man said "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
`Cause that is no way to get along
Said "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go"
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, father said see my son coming home to me
Coming home to me
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said "sing and praise, lord have mercy on me"
They said
Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Said "father will you look on me as a child?"
Yeah
Well father said "eldest son, kill the fatted calf,
call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
But that's the way for us to get along"
Hey
Stray Cat Blues
I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you're no scare-eyed honey.
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
I can see that you're fifteen years old
No I don't want your I.D.
And I can see that you're so far from home
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you spit like that.
You look so weird and you're so far from home
but you really miss your mother
Don't look so scared I'm no mad-brained bear
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you bite like that.
You say you got a friend, she's wilder than you
Well, why don't you bring her upstairs
If she's so wild she can join in too
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
bet you mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you bite like that
I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back
Factory Girl
Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair
Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere
We get buses everywhere
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat
Waiting for a girl who weares scarves instead of hat
Her zipper's broken down the back
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights
Waiting for a girl we get drunk on friday nights
She's a sight for sore eyes
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting for a factory girl
Salt Of The Earth
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
And when i search a faceless crowd
a swirling mass of gray and
black and white
they don't look real to me
in fact, they look so strange
Raise your glass to the hard working people
Lets drink to the uncounted heads
Lets think of the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
And when i search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy people
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets think of the two thousand million
Lets think of the humble of birth
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. Petersberg
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
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
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 troubadors
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
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, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, baby guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's me name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
No Expectations
Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again
Once I was a rich man
Now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before
You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my piece of mind
Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
our love is like our music
its here, and then its gone
So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again
Dear Doctor
Oh help me, please doctor I'm a damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin, its a beatin'
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?
Oh help me please mama, I'm sickning
Its today that's the day of the plunge
Oh the gal I'm to marry
Is a bow-legged sow
I've been soakin up drink like a sponge
"Don't ya worry, get dressed", cried my mother
As she plied me with bourbon so sour
Pull your socks up, put your suit on
comb your long hair down,
for you will be wed in the hour
So help me, please doctor I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
I'm, sleepin, its a beatin
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?
Ohh help me, please doctor I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
Its sleepin, its a beatin'
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve
Right there in that jar?
I was tremblin, as I put on my jacket
It had creases as sharp as a knife
I put the ring in my pocket
But there was a note
And my heart jumped it jumped into my mouth
It read, "Darlin', I'm sorry to hurt you.
But I have no courage to speak to your face.
But I'm down in Virginia with your cousin Lou
There be no wedding today."
So help me, please doctor I'm damaged
You can put back my heart in its hole
Oh mamma, I'm cryin
Tears of relief
And my pulse is now under control
Parachute Woman
Parachute woman, land on me tonight
Parachute woman, land on me tonight
Well, I'll break big in New Orleans
and I'll overspill in Caroline
Parachute woman, join me for a ride
Parachute woman, join me for a ride
I'll make my blow in Dallas
and get hot again in half the time
Parachute woman, will you blow me out?
Parachute woman, will you blow me out?
My heavy throbbers itchin'
just to lay a solo rhytm down
Jig-Saw Puzzle
There's a tramp sittin' on my doorstep
Tryin to waste his time
with his mentholated sandwich
He's a walking clothes line
And here comes the bishops daughter
On the other side
She looks a triffle jeolous
She's been an outcast all her life
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Oh the gangster looks so frightning
with his luger in his hand
when he gets home to his children
he's a family man
but when it comes to the nitty-gritty
he can shove in his knife
Yes he really looks quite religious
He's been an outlaw all his life
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Oh the singer, he looks angry
At being thrown to the lions
And the bass player, he looks nervous
About the girls outside
And the drummer, he was shattered
Trying to keep up time
And the guitar players look damaged
They've been outcasts all thier lives
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
And as twenty thousand grandma's
Waving thier hankies in the air
All burning up their pensions
And shouting, "It's not fair!"
There's a regiment of soldiers
Standing looking on
And the queen is bravely shouting,
"What the Hell is going on?"
With a blood-curdling "tally-ho"
She charged into the ranks
And blessed all those grandma's who
With their dying breaths screamed, "Thanks!"
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
With my woman on the floor
We're just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
Street Fighting Man
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet, boy
Cause summer's here, and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man! No!
Hey! think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play
Is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause this sleepy London town
Is just no place for a street fighting man! No!
Hey, said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream
I'll kill the king
I'll rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock and roll band
'cause this sleepy run down town
Is just no place for a street fighting man!
Prodigal Son By Rev. Wilkins
Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Went out of his world, where God only knows
And that'll be the way to get along
Well poor boy spent all he had, famine swept the land
famine swept the land
Spent all he had and famine swept the land
Said "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man"
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, man said "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
`Cause that is no way to get along
Said "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go"
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, father said see my son coming home to me
Coming home to me
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said "sing and praise, lord have mercy on me"
They said
Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Said "father will you look on me as a child?"
Yeah
Well father said "eldest son, kill the fatted calf,
call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
But that's the way for us to get along"
Hey
Stray Cat Blues
I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you're no scare-eyed honey.
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
I can see that you're fifteen years old
No I don't want your I.D.
And I can see that you're so far from home
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you spit like that.
You look so weird and you're so far from home
but you really miss your mother
Don't look so scared I'm no mad-brained bear
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you bite like that.
You say you got a friend, she's wilder than you
Well, why don't you bring her upstairs
If she's so wild she can join in too
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
bet you mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you bite like that
I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back
Factory Girl
Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair
Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere
We get buses everywhere
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat
Waiting for a girl who weares scarves instead of hat
Her zipper's broken down the back
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights
Waiting for a girl we get drunk on friday nights
She's a sight for sore eyes
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting for a factory girl
Salt Of The Earth
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
And when i search a faceless crowd
a swirling mass of gray and
black and white
they don't look real to me
in fact, they look so strange
Raise your glass to the hard working people
Lets drink to the uncounted heads
Lets think of the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
And when i search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy people
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets think of the two thousand million
Lets think of the humble of birth