picks up the rice, impromptu
lives in a dream world, how true
what really haunts you ?...eleanor, tell me
waits at the window, spacy
jar by the door holds facey
nobody likes you, eleanor rigby

eleanor, gee you look like hell
and you really don't seem well
you've no pride or joy, et cetera
eleanor, spending all your time
in your warped and twisted mind
while mckenzie's writing letters

i tend to think you're lonely
left behind on your ownly
who do you pray to ?...father mckenzie ?
you've got your mood way down low
lately your madness has shown
i think you're done for, eleanor rigby

eleanor, look how far you fell
when you die, you'll go to hell
that you won't enjoy, i betcha
eleanor, why not take some time
to have someone probe your mind
just to try to make you better

eleanor...gee, you look like hell...ah hah
eleanor...gee, you look like hell...ah hah
yeah