Alice Cooper - No More Mr Nice Guy chords

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

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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 !