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 kinda buzzed, you're kinda dumb and everything is just alright

I want a 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 blazing 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