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