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'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 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