An Audience With Mr. Nice Lyrics

An Audience With Mr. Nice

I got a phone call today from Mr. Nice
He has oftened called...once or
twice
He's on stage in town asked me to come down
I was five minutes late
I had to pop by the gates
I stood at the side and I listened and I
tried
To imagine a life that gave him that smile
An audience where that
reads on the bill
A man that made his millions smugglin' for
thrills

(Kelly Jones type "Ohh"ing)

Master of skies and
masters degrees
Who's goal in life is to set what grows free
I would
drink and smoke while some think it's a joke
When someone's in pain, you
can't take up a string
And I like stories told and well 'til I'm old
Are
the ones growing up are going to love what we know
Is it going to fast, am I
living in the past?  Do we think anymore?
Or live behind closed
doors?

(More Kelly Jones "Ohh"ing)

There's something
about a man on a stage
That'll make you listen and think "I want to
come back again"
And so Mr. Nice there it is.  I'm glad you called, I
had me a ball

(What is next you ask?  Kelly Jones "Ohh"ing of
course)