Eleanor Rigby picks up the wrappers of Clif Bars where hikers have been lives in
a dream waits at the window wearing the kneepads she keeps in a jar by the door
what are they for?
all the MUni people where do they all come from, all the MUni people where do
they all belong?
Father McKenzie writing the words of a web page that no one will view it’s not
in Yahoo! look at him working fixing a flat on his Pashley, the 23rd time he
doesn’t mind
all the MUni people where do they all come from, all the MUni people where do
they all belong?
ah, look at all the MUni people! ah, look at all the MUni people!
Eleanor Rigby crashed on the trail and was buried in 2 feet of leaves everyone
sneezed Father McKenzie wiping the mud from his hands as he free-mounts again
“God bless the rain”
all the MUni people where do they all come from, all the MUni people where do
they all belong?
-Rick Bissell