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Sympathy For The Devil 
Medium
by 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, long year
many a man's and faith
I was Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn sore that Pilate
his 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 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 Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the of my game
I watched with while your and queens
for ten for the Gods they made
I out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When all it was you and me
So let me introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the nature of my game
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the of my game
Just as cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need 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 to waste
...
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've around for long, long year
many a man's and faith
I was Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn sore that Pilate
his 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 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 Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the of my game
I watched with while your and queens
for ten for the Gods they made
I out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When all it was you and me
So let me introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the nature of my game
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the of my game
Just as cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need 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 to waste
...
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