I was born my papa's son A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun Now some of you would live through me Then lock me up and throw away the key Or just find a place to hide away Hope that I'll just go away, hah
Well, I feel alright I feel alright tonight I feel alright I feel alright tonight
And I'll bring you precious contraband And ancient tales from distant lands Of conquerors and concubines And conjurers from darker times Betrayal and conspiracy, sacrilege and heresy
And I feel alright I feel alright tonight I feel alright I feel alright tonight
I got everything you won't need Your darkest fear, your fondest dream I ask you questions, tell you lies Criticize and sympathize Yeah, but be careful what you wish for friend 'Cause I've been to hell and now I'm back again
I feel alright Yeah, I feel alright tonight Yeah, I feel alright I feel alright tonight
Ywah, I feel alright Feel alright