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Sympathy For The Devil 
Medium
by Guns N' Roses
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Please allow me to myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been for long, year
Stolen a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn that Pilate
Washed his hands and his fate
Please to meet you
Hope you 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 killed the tzar and his ministers
Anastasia in vain
I a tank, held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg and the bodies stank
Please to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for ten for the Gods made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
So let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they Bombay
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the nature of my game
Please to meet you
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 call 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, year
Stolen a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn that Pilate
Washed his hands and his fate
Please to meet you
Hope you 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 killed the tzar and his ministers
Anastasia in vain
I a tank, held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg and the bodies stank
Please to meet you
you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for ten for the Gods made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
So let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they Bombay
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's you
Is the nature of my game
Please to meet you
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 call 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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