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