a) Eleanor Rigby b) ELDS

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 comes 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 come 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
 (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
 Where do they all come from?
 All the lonely people
 (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
 Where do they all belong?