No More Mr. Nice Guy
Daltrey, Slash, Kulick, Inez, Appice
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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'd help 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
I'm feeling real 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 feeling kind of goddamned 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
The cat clawed my eyes
Mum's been thrown out of the social circle
And my dad just has to hide
I went to church, I was incognito
When everybody rose
The Reverend Smith, he recognized me
And he punched me in the nose
He said, "No more Mister Nice Guy
No, no, no, no more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy"
He said, "You're sick, you're obscene"
No more Mister Nice Guy (Mister Nice Guy)
No more Mister Clean (Mister Clean)
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said, "You're sick, you're obscene"
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No more Mister Nice Guy