no more mr nice guy ( album : billion dollar babies , 1973 )
words & music by alice cooper & michael bruce
A5 A9 G/A A5 A9 G/A
Bm E Bm E Bm E
A C#m
i used to be such a sweet , sweet thing
G Bm D E
’til they got hold of me :
A C#m
i opened doors for little old ladies ,
G Bm D E
i helped the blind to see .
F#m Bm
i got no friends ’cause they read the papers
D E F#m
they can’t be seen with me
Bm D E D
and i’m getting real shot down and i’m feeling mean
F#m D E Dsus2
no more mr nice guy ,
F#m D E
no more mr clean
F#m D E
no more mr nice guy ,
D F#m D E
they say he’s sick , he’s obscene
A5 A9 G/A A5 A9 G/A
F#m Bm
i got no friends ’cause they read the papers
D E F#m
they can’t be seen with me
Bm D E D
and i’m getting real shot down and i’m feeling mean
F#m D E Dsus2
no more mr nice guy ,
F#m D E
no more mr clean
F#m D E
no more mr nice guy ,
D F#m D E
they say he’s sick , he’s obscene
A C#m
my dog bit me on the leg today
G Bm E A
my cat clawed my eyes ( nice guy – ee )
C#m
mum’s been thrown out of the social circle
G Bm E
and my dad has to hide .
A C#m
i went to church incognito;
G Bm D E
when everybody rose ,
A C#m
the reverend smith he , he recognised me
G Bm
and punched me on the nose
D E
he said :
F#m D E Dsus2
no more mr nice guy ,
F#m D E
no more mr clean
F#m D E
no more mr nice guy ,
D F#m D E
they say you’re sick , you’re ob – sce – E – E – ene
E
E – E – E – ene
A
E – E – E – ene , ene !
no more mr nice guy ( album : billion dollar babies , 1973 )
words & music by alice cooper & michael bruce
A5 A9 G/A A5 A9 G/A
Bm E Bm E Bm E
A C#m
i used to be such a sweet , sweet thing
G Bm D E
’til they got hold of me :
A C#m
i opened doors for little old ladies ,
G Bm D E
i helped the blind to see .
F#m Bm
i got no friends ’cause they read the papers
D E F#m
they can’t be seen with me
Bm D E D
and i’m getting real shot down and i’m feeling mean
F#m D E Dsus2
no more mr nice guy ,
F#m D E
no more mr clean
F#m D E
no more mr nice guy ,
D F#m D E
they say he’s sick , he’s obscene
A5 A9 G/A A5 A9 G/A
F#m Bm
i got no friends ’cause they read the papers
D E F#m
they can’t be seen with me
Bm D E D
and i’m getting real shot down and i’m feeling mean
F#m D E Dsus2
no more mr nice guy ,
F#m D E
no more mr clean
F#m D E
no more mr nice guy ,
D F#m D E
they say he’s sick , he’s obscene
A C#m
my dog bit me on the leg today
G Bm E A
my cat clawed my eyes ( nice guy – ee )
C#m
mum’s been thrown out of the social circle
G Bm E
and my dad has to hide .
A C#m
i went to church incognito;
G Bm D E
when everybody rose ,
A C#m
the reverend smith he , he recognised me
G Bm
and punched me on the nose
D E
he said :
F#m D E Dsus2
no more mr nice guy ,
F#m D E
no more mr clean
F#m D E
no more mr nice guy ,
D F#m D E
they say you’re sick , you’re ob – sce – E – E – ene
E
E – E – E – ene
A
E – E – E – ene , ene !
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