Here come the helicopter - the second time today. Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away. But how many kids they've murdered only God could say. If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay.
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate. I don't believe in generals or their stinking in every gate. And when I talk with the survivors about things too sickening to relate. If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate.
I want to raise every voice - at least I've got to try. Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes. Cry for Guatemala, with a tear in every eye. If I had a rocket launcher...some son of a bitch would die.
Eleanor Rigby (The Beatles cover).
I look at all the lonely people. I look at all the lonely people.
Eleanor Rigby Picks up the rice in the church where her wedding has been; Lives in a dream. Waits at the window, Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door. Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong? All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
I look at all the lonely people. I look at all the lonely people.
Father MacKenzie Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear; No one comes near. Look at him working, Nodding 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?
I look at all the lonely people. I look at all the lonely people.