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The Search
by Mo Justice
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I left my home a million miles ago
And I've had my share of regrets
Looking for a better life
And I haven't found it yet
Been up and down these city streets
Trying to find a decent job
But with the economy the way it is
It's easier to get robbed
There's got to be
Something in this world for me
Got to be some kind of way
To set myself free
Still, the search
The search goes on
Yes the search
Keeps me moving along
It's like work
Except you don't get paid
And the search is tearing me apart
With all the parts I've played
I might borrow but don't think I'd beg
And I know I wouldn't steal
Sometimes I'd swear I was born in hell
But I know that hell ain't real
Once the dream was crystal clear
And the prospects were all hot
But the dream has faded since the leads turned cold
Now the search is all I've got
There's got to be
Something in this world for me
Got to be some kind of way
To set myself free
Still, the search
The search goes on
Yes the search
Keeps me moving along
It's like work
Except you don't get paid
And the search is tearing me apart
With all the parts I've played
All the parts I've played
In the search
All the parts I've played
In the search
All the parts I've
On and on and on and on yeah
On and on and on and on yeah
On and on and on and on yeah
On and on and on and on yeah
The search
Well, the search goes on
Oh yeah, the search
It keeps me moving along
Woe yeah the search
Well, I'm talkin' 'bout the search
I'm lost in the search
I'm just caught up in the search
Oh yeah the search
Oh yeah the search
The search
The search
I left my home a million miles ago
And I've had my share of regrets
Looking for a better life
And I haven't found it yet
Been up and down these city streets
Trying to find a decent job
But with the economy the way it is
It's easier to get robbed
There's got to be
Something in this world for me
Got to be some kind of way
To set myself free
Still, the search
The search goes on
Yes the search
Keeps me moving along
It's like work
Except you don't get paid
And the search is tearing me apart
With all the parts I've played
I might borrow but don't think I'd beg
And I know I wouldn't steal
Sometimes I'd swear I was born in hell
But I know that hell ain't real
Once the dream was crystal clear
And the prospects were all hot
But the dream has faded since the leads turned cold
Now the search is all I've got
There's got to be
Something in this world for me
Got to be some kind of way
To set myself free
Still, the search
The search goes on
Yes the search
Keeps me moving along
It's like work
Except you don't get paid
And the search is tearing me apart
With all the parts I've played
All the parts I've played
In the search
All the parts I've played
In the search
All the parts I've
On and on and on and on yeah
On and on and on and on yeah
On and on and on and on yeah
On and on and on and on yeah
The search
Well, the search goes on
Oh yeah, the search
It keeps me moving along
Woe yeah the search
Well, I'm talkin' 'bout the search
I'm lost in the search
I'm just caught up in the search
Oh yeah the search
Oh yeah the search
The search
The search
