No More Mr. Nice Guy

He said you're sick, you're obscene
No more Mr. Nice Guy
The Reserved Smith, he recognized me
My mom's been thrown out of society circle
No more Mr. Nice Guy
He said

No more Mr. Clean
My dad's had to hide
No more Mr. Clean
I opened doors for little old ladies
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy

And I'm feeling mean
And I'm getting real shot down

I helped the blind to see
And I'm, I'm getting mean
And I'm getting real shot down
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Nice Guy
My cat clawed my eye
They say he's sick, he's obscene
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr. Nice Guy
My dog bit me on leg today

They can't be seen with me
When everybody rose
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
No more Mr. Nice Guy

They say he's sick, he's obscene
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
No more Mr. Clean

I went to church incognito
They can't be seen with me
And punched me in the nose