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