Lyrics:
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
a classic. Starring in it, are two comedic geniuses of North American cinema from the 20th century, Bob and Doug McKenzie. Entitled "Strange Brew", it
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
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
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
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
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
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
now
Father McKenzie writin' the words to a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him workin', darnin' his socks in the night
What
now
Father McKenzie writin' the words to a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him workin', darnin' his socks in the night
What
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.
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
now
Father McKenzie writin' the words to a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him workin', darnin' his socks in the night
What
look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby died in church and was buried along with her name,
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from
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
from?
All the lonely people where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no-one will hear
No one comes near
Look
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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