Guns N' Roses Sympathy For The Devil текст песни, слова песни Sympathy For The Devil Guns N' Roses
Guns N' Roses - Sympathy For The Devil
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long,long years
Stolen many and a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus Christ had
His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn sore that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed 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 killed the tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank,held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for decades for the Gods they made
I should "who killed the Kennedys?"
When after 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 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 nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners,saints
As heads is tails just call me Luciter
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me,have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
Please to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
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