In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs Of every head he's had the pleasure to know And all the people that come and go Stop and say hello.
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar The little children laugh at him behind his back And the banker never wears a mack In the pouring rain, very strange
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 hourglass 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 eyes Full of fish and finger pies In summer, meanwhile back
Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray And though she feels as if she's in a play She is anyway.
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim And then the fireman rushes in From the pouring rain, very strange
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
Penny Lane
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