There Is A Reason Why Rolling Stone Magazine Had To Resort To Putting A Terrorist In Its Cover...

Not Sympathy For The Devil, But Out Of Desperation.

All Magazines have seen a gradual decline in single-copy sales, Rolling Stone has been on a steady decline since 1999, with occasional spikes from sensational articles and covers.

But now the extremely bad taste decision is starting to backfire on the desperate publishers, as people are outraged and incensed.

The Rolling Stones Band wrote and sang Sympathy For The Devil, there are two devils here, the magazine and the terrorist, both are despicable but the magazine should have known better.  Perhaps Rolling Stone was trying to capture the audience of girls who are crushing on Tsarnev the mutilator but these girls are from the same crowd who send love letters to serial killers.

In this issue, The Rolling Stone Magazine joins the twisted, morbid, disgusting cult of crushing on serial killers.



Sympathy For The Devil
Songwriters: JAGGER, MICK / RICHARDS, KEITH
Please allow me to introduce myself 
I'm a man of wealth and taste 
I've been around for a long, long year 
Stole many a mans soul and faith 
And I was round when jesus christ 
Had his moment of doubt and pain 
Made damn sure that pilate 
Washed his hands and sealed his fate 
Pleased 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 a time for a change 
Killed the czar and his ministers 
Anastasia screamed in vain 
I rode a tank 
Held a generals rank 
When the blitzkrieg raged 
And the bodies stank 
Pleased to meet you 
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah 
Ah, what's puzzling you 
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah 
I watched with glee 
While 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 laid traps for troubadours 
Who get killed before they reached bombay 
Pleased to meet you 
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah 
But what's puzzling you 
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby 
Pleased to meet you 
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah 
But what's confusing you 
Is just 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 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, um yeah 
Pleased to meet you 
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah 
But what's puzzling you 
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down 
Woo, who 
Oh yeah, get on down 
Oh yeah 
Oh yeah!