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