(Well, everything tight, and everyones boorish, and
The feelin's alight, but
Everything's boring, and
I'm feelin' so fine on this Sunday Mornin', and
I'm feelin' just like a colosseum tourist, and
The sun is too bright, y'know it feels like a warnin', and
This drink is too thick, but
I just keep on pourin', and
I feel like its fine, but
I feel like I'm scorin' the notches on pine, to
Keep me from soarin', and)

The feelin's alright, y'know the feelin's alright
The feelin's alright, y'know the feelin' is horrid

Alright
Tonight

"Hey, hey"