Penny Lane.kar

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 pie
In summer meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray

And tho' 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

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