Otros Ejercicios
Sympathy For The Devil Medium
de Guns N' Roses
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Please me to myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been for long, long year
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around Jesus Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made sore that Pilate
his hands and his fate
Please to you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I around St.Petersburg
When I saw it was time for a change
I killed the tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I a tank, held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to meet you
you my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
after all it was you and me
So let me myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get Bombay
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
to meet you
Hope 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 heads is just me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and taste
Use all well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
...
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been for long, long year
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around Jesus Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made sore that Pilate
his hands and his fate
Please to you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I around St.Petersburg
When I saw it was time for a change
I killed the tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I a tank, held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to meet you
you my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
after all it was you and me
So let me myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get Bombay
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
to meet you
Hope 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 heads is just me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and taste
Use all well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
...
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