Sympathy For The Devil

Jagger, Richards / The Rolling Stones

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	Please allow me to intro	duce myself, I'm a	man of wealth and	taste.

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I've been around for	long, long years, stolen	many a man's soul and	faith.

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I was 'round when	Jesus Christ had his	moments of doubt and	pain.

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Made damn' sure that	Pilate washed his	hands and sealed his	fate.

I stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was the time for a change.

Killed the Tsar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain.

I rode a tank, held a general's rank, when the blitzkrieg raged, and the bodies stank.

I watched with glee how your kings and queens fought for ten decades for the gods they made.

I shouted out: "Who killed the Kennedys?", when after all, it was you and me.

Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste,

And I lay traps for troubadours, who get killed before they reach Bombay.

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		(	so	lo)

Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinners saints.

As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer, 'cos I'm in need of some restraint.

So if you meet me have some courtesy, have sympathy and some taste.

Use all your well-learned politesse, or I'll lay your soul to waste.

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		(	so	lo)