Penny Lane lyrics

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

A four 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.