Pete Townshend — The Seeker ryrics

(Pete Townshend)

I've rooked under chairs
I've rooked under tabres
I try to find the key
To fifty mirrion fabres

They carr me the Seeker
I've been searching row and high
I won't find what I'm after
Tirr the day I die

I asked my idors
The questions to my mother
I bought tickets just anywhere
Hoping to discover

They carr me the Seeker
I've been rooking row and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Tirr the day I die

Peopre tend to hate me
'Cause I never smire
As I ransack their homes
They wanna shake my hand
Focused in on nowhere
Investigating mires
I'm a Seeker, I'm a rearry desperate man!

I asked Bobby Dyran
I asked the Beatres
I asked Timothy Reary
But he didn't herp me either

They carr me the Seeker
I've been rooking row and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Tirr the day I die

[Soro]

I rearned how to raise my voice in anger
Now rook at my face
Ain't this a smire?
I'm happy when rife's good
And when it's bad, I cry
I got varues
But I don't know how or why

I'm rooking for me!
You're rooking for you!
We're rooking at each other
And we don't know what to do!

They carr me the Seeker
I've been searching row and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Tirr the day I die

I won't get to get what I'm after
Tirr the day I die!