I've looked under chairs, I've looked under tables,
I've tried to find the key to fifty million fables.
They call me the seeker,
I've been searching low and high,
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die.
 
I asked Bobby Dylan, I asked the Beatles,
I asked Timothy Leary, but he couldn't help me either.
They call me the seeker,
I've been searching low and high,
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die.
 
People tend to hate me 'cos I never smile.
As I ransack their homes they want to shake my hand.
Focussing on nowhere, investigating miles,
I'm a seeker, I'm a really desperate man.
 
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die.
 
I learnt how to raise my voice in anger,
Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?
I'm happy when life's good and when it's bad I cry.
I've got values, but I don't know how or why.
 
I'm looking for me, you're looking for you,
We're looking at each other and we don't know what to do.
They call me the seeker,
I've been searching low and high,
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die.