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Sympathy For The Devil 
Medium
by Guns N' Roses
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Please allow me to myself
I'm a man of and taste
I've around for long, long year
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was when Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St.Petersburg
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 general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I with glee while kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the Gods they made
I out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
So let me introduce myself
I'm a man of and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get before they reach Bombay
to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As is tails just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you me, have some courtesy
Have sympathy and some taste
Use all well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
...
I'm a man of and taste
I've around for long, long year
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was when Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St.Petersburg
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 general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I with glee while kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the Gods they made
I out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
So let me introduce myself
I'm a man of and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get before they reach Bombay
to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As is tails just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you me, have some courtesy
Have sympathy and some taste
Use all well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
...
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