I was born my papa's son    A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun    Now some of you would live through me    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      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      I got every thing you wont or need    Your darkest fear, your fondest dream    I ask you questions, tell you lies    Criticize and sympathize    Be careful what you wish for friend    Because 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