Good Guy -vs- Nice Guy...

[The Dork Lord]

No More Mister Nice Guy Lyrics
Artist(Band):Alice Cooper



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 in 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

 

[The Dork Lord]

She hit town like a rose in bloom
Smellin' sweet, sweet perfume
The color faded the petals died
Down in the city no one cried
In the streets garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
The roaches so big you know that they got bones
Moved in and made a tenement home I said

Chorus:
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
I'm not a nice boy!

Sweet sixteen she was fresh and clean
Wanted so bad to be part of the scene
She met the man and she did the smack
She paid the price layin' flat on her back
Wanted so bad just to please the boys
The ended up just being a toy
Played so hard burned her life away
Lies were told no promises made
You know
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
I'm not a nice boy!
And I never was

Young and fresh when she hit town
Hot for kicks just to get around
But now she lays in a filthy room
She kills the pain with a fuck and a spoon
In the streets garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
You know the roaches so big
You know that they got bones
Moved in and made a tenement home

Chorus:
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Na Na Na Na Na Na, baby
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
I'll bet your mamma said, Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys don't play rock and roll
Nice boys