I was born my papa's son
A wandering eye and a smoking gun
Now some of you would live through me
And lock me up and throw away the key
Or just find a place to hide away
And hope that I'll just go away, huh

But 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

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

I got everything you want or 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
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
I feel alright, feel alright