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? 
 [bad word]  
All the lonely people 
Where do they [bad word] from? 
All the lonely people 
Where do they all belong? 

Father McKenzie writing the words of a 
sermon that no one will hear 
No [bad word] near. 
Look at him working. Darning his socks 
in the night when there's nobody there 
What does he care? 
 [bad word]  

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 
 [bad word]