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Sympathy For The Devil 
Medium
by 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 had
His moment of and pain
I made sore that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck St.Petersburg
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
the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with while kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the Gods they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
all it was you and me
So let me please myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Please to meet you
Hope you my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the of my game
Please to you
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 just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in of some restraint
So if you me, have courtesy
Have and some taste
Use all your 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 around when Jesus had
His moment of and pain
I made sore that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck St.Petersburg
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
the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with while kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the Gods they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
all it was you and me
So let me please myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Please to meet you
Hope you my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the of my game
Please to you
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 just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in of some restraint
So if you me, have courtesy
Have and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay soul to waste
...
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