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