No More Mr Nice Guy chords by Alice Cooper

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I remember all those centuries ago,
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Back when the world was new
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It seemed so flawless, now I know
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That no perfection's ever true.

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I once considered you a friend,
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Before my world went straight to hell
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The scars you've cause will never mend
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But then, you know that all too well.
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All too well...

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Oh, Celestia, my dear,
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We used to laugh, we use to play
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But now the world has changed, I fear
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And all because of that one day.
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That one day...

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Its truth seems like mythology
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For none recall except us two,
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Now misery belongs to me
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And perfect bliss resides in you.

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The choices that I made perhaps
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Were not the wisest, yes it's true
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But even so, we used to laugh,
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Why did it have to end so soon?
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Oh, Celestia, you were my rock
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Before the fates led us astray
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But now on different roads we walk
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I wish that you would turn my way.
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Just turn my way...

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You chose to live your royalty
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And left your dear old friend behind,
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All alone, I'm never free.
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For I only wish that you'd be mine,

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I thought we were a perfect pair,
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I thought those days of bliss were real,
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I guess you never really cared,
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And now Chaotic hatred's all I feel.
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It's all I feel...

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You left me helpless, I consented,
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Turned to spreading fear across the earth
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Do I regret? Have I repented?
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As if my words hold any worth.

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Oh, Celestia, my love,
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We used to laugh, we used to play
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But now you rule the sun above.
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I guess there's one thing left to say:

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Celestia, I hate you so,
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My days have darkened, dull and gray
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I wanted you with all my soul
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No More Mr Nice Guy (Album: Billion Dollar Babies, 1973)

Words & Music by Alice Cooper & Michael Bruce


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I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
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'til they got hold of me:
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I opened doors for little old ladies,
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I helped the blind to see.

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  I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
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  They can't be seen with me
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And I'm getting real shot down and I'm feeling mean

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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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No more Mr Clean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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They say he's sick, he's obscene

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  I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
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  They can't be seen with me
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And I'm getting real shot down and I'm feeling mean

Dsus2
No more Mr Nice Guy,
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No more Mr Clean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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They say he's sick, he's obscene

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My Dog bit me on the leg today
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  My cat clawed my eyes (nice guy-ee)
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Mum's been thrown out of the social circle
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   And my Dad has to hide.
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  I went to church incognito;
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  When everybody rose,
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  The Reverend Smith he, he recognised me
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And punched me on the nose
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He said:

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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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No more Mr Clean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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They say you're sick, you're ob-sce-e-e-ene
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e-e-e-ene
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