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
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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
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