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