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Penny Lane
Penny Lane
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 Mac
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...
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
Penny Lane....the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
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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