Fuck this, Fuck everybody! It's always Hooray for me and fuck you. Well thats it, No More Mr. Nice
Guy!
you know what.. i'm gonna listen to that song right now!
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 clawwed my eyes
Mom's been thrown out the social circle
And dad has to hide
I went to church, incognito
When everybody rose, the Reverand 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