No More Mr Nice Guy

No More Mr Nice Guy

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
Till they got a word of me
I opened doors for little old ladies (still do)
I help the blind to see
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
And I'm livin' "Scott Free" now
And Yall want me mean (And it?s in my Genes)

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Please
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's slick, he's a dream

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be like me
And I'm livin' "Scott Free" yeah
And Y'all know WATT I mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's Prick, he's too keen

The dogs finnangle Social Webs all day
The crats believe the Spies
Heron's sewn himself into the social circles
And Solly has to hide
I went to search incognito
When everybody fROSE the Trojan Smithy (Richard H.)
He recognized me and tried burying the WEB's info

I say, no more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister PLEASE
No more Mister Nice Guy
I ruined you're trick, you're Debsian Scheme

Alice Cooper