Gosh, it's such a hoot to see them quaking
when I'm king they'll treat me with respect
And I can't wait to see their poor hearts breaking
So much for politically correct

Up 'til now I've pulled my punches
I intend to eat their lunches
No more Mr. Nice Guy, not for me

If you think that I'm hard-hearted
Well, let me by, I just got started
No more Mr. Nice Guy, no siree (no siree)

Vengeance is what I believe in
I don't get mad, I get even
As for the world, well that's tragic
I'm going back to that old black magic

Good behaviour is so much duller
Time to show my one true colour
Baby, Mr. Nice Guy's history
(I'm going back to that old black magic)

Up to no good, I love plottin' (he loves plottin')
Yeah, I'm so good when I'm rotten
No more Mr. Nice Guy, wait and see (wait and see)

I'll become that nasty, naughty, petty, spiteful
Wicked, wayward, way delightful
Bad guy I was born to be (you so bad, so bad)