All the lonely people Where do they all come from? Where do they all belong? 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

Aoooh! Ooh oohooh Sing the dog house song! Sing the dog house song...! (Here come the 3-string Trance Wonder! We gon' do the Dog House!) All my life I been in the dog house I guess that just where I belong

We found where we belong and we will never leave here We live it up and toast to all the memories We fill our cups and smoke like it's the seventies We sing the words of wisdom, baby let it be Will never leave here We will never leave here We Will never

Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong This spot in hell's where I belong I've come so far, it's been so long Don't know why it started or where it came from Dust begins to fall to the ground (And you sit there and do nothing) The air is cold and

It's great to be here in your arms It's great to be here, oooh So glad, so glad, so glad To be back in your arms Thank you, baby, thank you, baby Back where I belong Oh, I went out to do my thing And I was totally rejected I put you down for love unknown

I'm a slave to your flesh Woman put me right where I belong Savage and an angel, we call out in tantrum Glad I kept on your throat, we would rather turn down And I think she bankrupt Breathe, breathe I need it, I'm a mess, now Skin on you is always

Sands of all time, mystery of life Everlasting sadness through lightyears gone by Land lost in time, once more back where we belong Promises of yesterday, we'll keep holding on Rise up to the open sky One chance at the price of glory Raise your souls

I wish that we could do it all again I never dreamed I'd spend one night alone by myself You've got to find out where you belong again So many times I said it was forever Said our love would always be true Somethin' in my heart always knew I'd be lying

All the lonely people Ah look at all the lonely people Where do they all come from? Where do they all belong? 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

'Cause I believe in a world Where we all belong And I'm so tired of seein' Every good man gone Preacher man, go tell me Where his body lies Sitting down by the river, now, child Left him there to die