I got a phone call today from Mr. Nice
He has often 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

Master of skies and masters degrees
Whose goal in life, 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?

There's something about a man on a stage
To 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

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