I have looked far-and-wide, in every nook, every cranny1
I’ve run many miles, yeah, a thousand
But I have not yet found it
I’ve taken the train to Berlin, and partied all night
Swallowed down the happy pills with holy water
But nothing has yet made me whole
It seems simple
For those who’ve found home
Who’ve found the answer
But I can’t seem to find it
The manual
For those who are lost in life
For those searching constantly
I’ve looked mostly everywhere
But I can’t find it
The manual
I’ve looked down the bottle, and walked down the red carpet
Thought happiness was found in celebrities’ backwash
But no matter how much I drank, things got stilted
Went to church, asked a priest, prayed to God and plowed the Bible
Did a hundred happiness tests on my phone
But they just show that I’m pretty bent
It seems simple
For those who’ve found home
Who’ve found the answer
But I can’t seem to find it
The manual
For those who are lost in life
For those searching constantly
I’ve looked mostly everywhere
But I can’t find it
The manual
Have been close to giving up sometimes
But know for sure that it’s there somewhere
And if I look some more I’ll probably find my way
It seems simple
For those who’ve found home
Who’ve found the answer
But I can’t seem to find it
It seems simple
For those who’ve found home
Who’ve found the answer
But I can’t seem to find it
The manual
1. What Miss Li actually sings here, verbatim, is “I’ve searched under the rock, behind the tree, by the house”