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Alice Cooper

No More Mr. Nice Guy (Live)

 

No More Mr. Nice Guy (Live)

(albüm: A Fistful Of Alice - 1997)


[From "Billion Dollar Babies" Album (1973)]

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me
I'd open 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 getting 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 getting real shot down
And I'm getting 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 says you're sick, you're obscene

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