Ah, look at all the lonely people   Ah, look at all the lonely people      Sybill Trelawney picks up the cups in the tower where a class has just been   Lives in a dream   Looks out the window, changing her voice she screams a prophecy out the door   Who is it for?      All the lonely people   Where do they all come from ?   All the crazy people   Where do they all belong ?      Alastor Moody writing the words of a lecture that no one will hear   Barty comes near.   Look at him working. Packing his socks in the night like there's nobody there   Barty doesn't care      All the lonely people   Where do they all come from ?   All the crazy people   Where do they all belong ?      Sybill Trelawny made a prediction about He-who-must-not-be-named   And how he was tamed   Alastor Moody, sitting alone in the bottom of a ratty-old chest   We all know the rest      All the lonely people   Where do they all come from ?   All the crazy people   Where do they all belong ?