Witchhunt Lyrics

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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
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

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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 
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

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