Penny Lane

In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head hes 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
Its 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 thoshe feels as if shes 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
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