"No More Mr Nice Guy" lyrics

"No More Mr Nice Guy"
(originally by Alice Cooper)

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see

I got no friends cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
And I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

I got no friends cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
And I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm, I'm gettin' mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

My dog bit me on the leg today
My cat clawed my eyes
Ma's been thrown out of the social circle
And dad has to hide
I went to church incognito
When everybody rose, the Reverend Smith
He recognized me
And punched me in the nose, he said

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said you're sick, you're obscene

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said you're sick, you're obscene


You May Also Like
Orgy - "Blue Monday" How does it feel To treat me like you do? When you've laid your hands upon me And told me who you are I thought I was mistaken I thought I heard your words Tell me, how do I feel? Tell me, now, how...
The Darkness - "Get Your Hands Off My Woman" You are drunk and you are surly In Latino lover mode We all know what's on your agenda We've broken the code I've got no right to lay claim to her frame She's not my possession You cunt....
MC Chris - "Fett's Vette" Cruisin' Mos Espa in my De Lorean, War's over I'm a peacetime Mandalorian. My story has stumped Star Wars historians Deep in debate buffet plate at Bennigans. Rhyme renegade sure to penetrate...
Death From Above 1979 - "Right On, Frankenstein!" I dig my own graves lately I don't need any help Just let me sit here quiet In here by myself I don't wanna die, but I wanna be buried Meet me at the gates of the cemetery I've been a zombie...
Band Of Skulls - "Asleep At The Wheel" I went upstate Asleep at the wheel, yeah Top of the range Real leather feel, yeah Now I'm safe and sound In air conditioned bliss, bliss My feet are not dictators Thank God for ABS 'Cause where we...