"SEARCHING" lyrics
Hey, hey. It's motherfuckin' syndrome
Trucking— it's been a minute since I been home
Stuck in memories that I can't shake
But the same way daddy's wedding ring's ingrown
That's how the microphone mesh is sewn in my own flesh
Professional roadie til I'm dead— Phil Lesh
Filet on the grill but my gills still gasp
Gassed but I last cause the thrill's not passed
Gotta write my will but I don't make time
Cause I made a couple dimes off the way I rhyme
So there's something in the bank for those left behind
But their last name won't be mine, unless it's mom and dad
I used to think I was just Peter Pan
Soon I'd go and grow up and I'd go be the man
The way I was supposed to be
And I'd be living closer to the way the people close to me
Are living but it's long enough to know I see
This is who I really am, and this is who I want to be
And maybe I'm you're an oddity but baby it's your odyssey
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm searching)
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(Not sure, I'm not quite certain)
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching for you)
They're out here kicking it, veggin
They got the tip in, they're edgin
Like Mormon, I'm performing like
'He's fucking different, a legend'
The computers are putin' quicker than Putin is shootin'
If you live to do numbers, numbers'll sip on your soup and
I'm not dressed for a funeral, shoot I'm having a hoot
You can call me a biscuit baby and butter my suit
The feed can come and feed on me and start with my boot
And we say: gimme the, gimme the, gimme the, gimme the, gimme the loot
But I can't fit though the needle eye on this camel I need to ride
So just feed me a Frito Pie and I'm eating, I'm Gucci
Cause I won if I got to love, and I got three squares
Four walls and a roof
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm searching)
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(Not sure, I'm not quite certain)
Tell me (tell me), Tell me (tell me), Tell me (tell me)
Come on, tell me whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching for you)
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching)
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching for you)
Trucking— it's been a minute since I been home
Stuck in memories that I can't shake
But the same way daddy's wedding ring's ingrown
That's how the microphone mesh is sewn in my own flesh
Professional roadie til I'm dead— Phil Lesh
Filet on the grill but my gills still gasp
Gassed but I last cause the thrill's not passed
Gotta write my will but I don't make time
Cause I made a couple dimes off the way I rhyme
So there's something in the bank for those left behind
But their last name won't be mine, unless it's mom and dad
I used to think I was just Peter Pan
Soon I'd go and grow up and I'd go be the man
The way I was supposed to be
And I'd be living closer to the way the people close to me
Are living but it's long enough to know I see
This is who I really am, and this is who I want to be
And maybe I'm you're an oddity but baby it's your odyssey
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm searching)
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(Not sure, I'm not quite certain)
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching for you)
They're out here kicking it, veggin
They got the tip in, they're edgin
Like Mormon, I'm performing like
'He's fucking different, a legend'
The computers are putin' quicker than Putin is shootin'
If you live to do numbers, numbers'll sip on your soup and
I'm not dressed for a funeral, shoot I'm having a hoot
You can call me a biscuit baby and butter my suit
The feed can come and feed on me and start with my boot
And we say: gimme the, gimme the, gimme the, gimme the, gimme the loot
But I can't fit though the needle eye on this camel I need to ride
So just feed me a Frito Pie and I'm eating, I'm Gucci
Cause I won if I got to love, and I got three squares
Four walls and a roof
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm searching)
Whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(Not sure, I'm not quite certain)
Tell me (tell me), Tell me (tell me), Tell me (tell me)
Come on, tell me whatcha looking for, tell me whatcha looking for?
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching for you)
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching)
(I'm not lost, I'm just searching for you)
