Текст песни The Who - The Seeker
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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 asked The BeatlesI asked Timothy LearyBut he couldn`t help me eitherchorusPeople tend to hate me`Cause I never smileAs I ransack their homesThey want to shake my handFocusing on nowhereInvestigating milesI`m a seekerI`m a really desperate manI 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 each otherAnd we don`t know what to dochorus