schung1968's Journal

"BILLY THE BUTCHER" TO THE TUNE OF "ELEANOR RIGBY" BY LENNON AND MCCARTNEY
"Billy The Butcher"
To The Tune Of "Eleanor Rigby" By Lennon and McCartney

Ah, look at all the super people
Ah, look at all the super people

The Deadly Female, puts out the light
in the lurch where the bleeding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, bearing the face
that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

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

Look at the Frenchman, fighting their words
of a certain that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him smirking, darning his socks
in the fight when there's nobody there
What does he care

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

Ah, look at all the super people
Ah, look at all the super people

Billy the husband, cried in the church
and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Billy the Butcher, wiping the dirt
from his hands as he walks from her grave
No one is safe

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

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