Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to have known
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello
On the corner is a banker with a motor car
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac in the pouring rain, ver y str ange
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies I sit and meanwhile back
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hour glass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
It's a clean machine
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eye
A four of f ish and finger p ies in summer m eanwhile back
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play,
She's a nyway
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
And then the fireman rushes in
In the pouring rain, ver y stra nge
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies I sit and meanwhile back
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
Penny Lane
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