[BEATLES COVER]
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Ah, look at all the lonely people.
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Ah, look at all the lonely people.
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Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
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lives in a dream,
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waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
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Who is it for?
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All the lonely people.
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Where do they all come from?
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All the lonely people.
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Where do they all belong?
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Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear,
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no one comes near,
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look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there.
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What does he care?
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All the lonely people.
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Where do they all come from?
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All the lonely people.
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Where do they all belong?
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Ah, look at all the lonely people.
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Ah, look at all the lonely people.
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Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried along with her name,
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nobody came.
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Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
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no one was saved.
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All the lonely people.
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Where do they all come from?
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All the lonely people.
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Where do they all belong?
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Eleanor Rigby
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Pain |