Lyrics:

I've looked under chairsI've looked under tablesI've tried to find the keyTo fifty million fableschorus:They call
me The SeekerI've been searching low and highI won't get to get what I'm afterTill the day I dieI asked Bobby DylanI ask
ed The BeatlesI asked Timothy LearyBut he couldn't help me eitherchorusPeople tend to hate me'Cause I never smileAs I r
ansack their homesThey want to shake my handFocusing on nowhereInvestigating milesI'm a seekerI'm a really desperate man
I won't get to get what I'm afterTill the day I dieI learned how to raise my voice in angerYeah, but look at my face, ain'
t this a smile?I'm happy when life's goodAnd when it's bad I cryI've got values but I don't know how or whyI'm looking for
meYou're looking for youWe're looking in at otherAnd we don't know what to dochorus