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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 a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus had
His moment of doubt and pain
I sore that Pilate
Washed his and his fate
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's 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 rode a tank, a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with glee while kings and queens
for ten decades for the Gods they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When 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 reach Bombay
Please to you
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 nature of my game
Just 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 restraint
So if you meet me, have courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
...
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long year
Stolen a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus had
His moment of doubt and pain
I sore that Pilate
Washed his and his fate
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's 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 rode a tank, a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with glee while kings and queens
for ten decades for the Gods they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedys?"
When 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 reach Bombay
Please to you
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 nature of my game
Just 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 restraint
So if you meet me, have courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
...
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