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
That 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 be careful what you wish for friend Because 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 Yeah I feel alright, feel alright