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Stop and say hello Of every head he's had the pleasure to know Very strange And the banker never wears a mack in the pouring rain On the corner is a banker with a motorcar And all the people that come and go The little children laugh at him behind his back In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs |
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There beneath the blue suburban skies It's a clean machine He likes to keep his fire engine clean In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass I sit and meanwhile back Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen |
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She is anyway In summer meanwhile back A four of fish and finger pies And though she feels as if she's in a play Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray |
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I sit and meanwhile back In Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes And the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim There beneath the blue suburban skies Very strange |
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There beneath Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes the blue Penny Lane suburban skies |
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