Well I was born my papa's son
A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun

Now some of you would live through me
And then lock me up and throw away the key

Or just find a place to hide away
Hope that I'll just go away

I feel alright, I feel alright tonight
I feel alright, I feel alright tonight

Well 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

I feel alright, I feel alright tonight
I feel alright, I feel alright tonight

Well I got everything you want or need
Your deepest fear, your fondest dream

Well I'll 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, I feel alright tonight
I feel alright, I feel alright tonight