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Sympathy For The Devil 
Hard
by Roling Stones
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Please allow me to myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been for a long, year
Stole a man's soul and faith
I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change
the and his ministers
Anastasia in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
to meet you
you my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I with glee as 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 myself
I'm a man of and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get they Bombay
to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah
Well, get down, hit it
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's you is the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in 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, mmm yeah
Pleased to meet you
you guess my name, mmm yeah
But what's you is the of my
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been for a long, year
Stole a man's soul and faith
I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change
the and his ministers
Anastasia in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
to meet you
you my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I with glee as 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 myself
I'm a man of and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get they Bombay
to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah
Well, get down, hit it
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's you is the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in 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, mmm yeah
Pleased to meet you
you guess my name, mmm yeah
But what's you is the of my
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