Penny Lane |
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(Lennon/McCartney) 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 motor car. The little children laugh at him behind his back. And the banker never wears a mac 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 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 eyes, Full of fish and finger pies in summer Meanwhile back Behind the shelter in the middle of a round about A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray, And though she feels as if she's in a play, She is anyway. 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. |
