Everything Is Just Alright

I smell the smoke, I smell the piss, I smell the anger

In the wind this isn't fun and I'm not nice

And it's exactly what you like

I'm kind of buzzed, you're kind of dumb

And everything is just alright

I wanna trip out on the wind to Patagonia

Find a man with a beard and a key and a desert's worth of wisdom

Find a way to jack the stars and milk the revelations

I want everything with a ding dong bell

I'm electric

I'm a shotgun shell

I'm a raging motorcycle thoroughbred

I'm a blazing motorcycle, yeah

Oh, God, I'm spinning and I spin

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing-ing, thing-ing-ing is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing, everything is just alright

Everything-ing-ing-ing, thing-ing-ing is just alright

I'm a man learning how to be  a man's man

Man