Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the
Rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window wearing
The face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Father McKenzie writing the
Words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one es near
Look at him working Darning
His socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care
All the lonely people
Where do they all e from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
And was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from
His hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all e from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Eleanor Rigby - The Hitters