text: One, two, three, four
  Seems Ive got to have a change of scene
  Cause every night I have the strangest dreams
  Imprisoned by the way it could have been
  Left here all alone or so it seems
  Ive got to leave before I start to scream
  Someone locked the door and turned the key
  Feeling alright
  Im not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright 
  Not feeling too good myself
  Boy, she really took me for one big ride
  Even now I sit and I wonder why
  And when I think of you I start to cry
  I just cant wipe my face and I must keep trying
  Ive got to stop believing all your lies
  Cause theres too much to do before I die, ooh
  Feeling alright
  Feeling alright
  Feeling alright
  Feeling alright
  Feeling alright
  Feeling alright
  Feeling alright
  Not feeling too good myself
  Feeling alright
  Im not feeling too good myself 
  Twee-tweedly-dee-dee, tweedly-dee-dee
  Dee-tweedly-dee-dee, tweedly-dee-dee
  Twee-tweedly-dee-dee, tweedly-dee-dee
  Twee-tweedly-dee-dee 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright
  Not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright
  Not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright
  Not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright 
  Not feeling too good myself
  Twee-tweedly-dee-dee, tweedly-dee-dee
  Dee-tweedly-dee-dee, tweedly-dee-dee
  Twee-tweedly-dee-dee, tweedly-dee-dee
  Twee-tweedly-dee-dee 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright 
  Not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright
  Not feeling too good myself
  Feeling alright, alright, alright
  Not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright 
  Not feeling too good myself 
  Feeling alright, alright, alright 
  Not feeling too good myself
  Thank you very much
  That song was dedicated to my grandmother and my grandfather
  Thank you — in the front row