Eleanor Rigby Lyrics - Joe Jackson

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? 

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 come from? 

All the lonely people 

Where do they all belong?