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Sympathy For The Devil 
Medium
de Guns N' Roses
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allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long year
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus Christ had
His moment of and pain
I made damn sore Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Please to 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 the tzar and his ministers
screamed in vain
I a tank, held a general's rank
When the raged and the bodies stank
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the of my game
I with glee while your kings and queens
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 please myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay for troubadours
Who get killed before Bombay
Please to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the of my game
Please to meet you
you my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As is tails call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your to waste
...
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long year
Stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus Christ had
His moment of and pain
I made damn sore Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Please to 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 the tzar and his ministers
screamed in vain
I a tank, held a general's rank
When the raged and the bodies stank
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the of my game
I with glee while your kings and queens
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 please myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay for troubadours
Who get killed before Bombay
Please to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the of my game
Please to meet you
you my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As is tails call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your to waste
...
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