Penny Lane (Lennon-McCartney)
In Penny Lane there is a barber with a photograph
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know
And all the people who come and go stop and say hello.
And 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 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 the 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.
Penny Lane.