In 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 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, 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 tho' she feels as if she's 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, Penny Lane.
[00:00.00]In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs [00:04.00]Of every head he's had the pleasure to know. [00:08.00]And all the people that come and go [00:12.00]Stop and say hello. [00:17.00]On the corner is a banker with a motorcar, [00:21.00]The little children laugh at him behind his back. [00:25.00]And the banker never wears a mack [00:29.00]In the pouring rain, very strange. [00:34.00]Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. [00:42.00]There beneath the blue suburban skies [00:48.00]I sit, and meanwhile back [00:51.00]In penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass [00:55.00]And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen. [00:59.00]He likes to keep his fire engine clean, [01:03.00]It's a clean machine. [01:24.00]Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. [01:34.00]A four of fish and finger pies [01:39.00]In summer, meanwhile back [01:41.00]Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout [01:45.00]The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray [01:49.00]And tho' she feels as if she's in a play [01:54.00]She is anyway. [01:58.00]In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer, [02:03.00]We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim. [02:07.00]And then the fireman rushes in [02:11.00]From the pouring rain, very strange. [02:15.00]Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes. [02:24.00]There beneath the blue suburban skies [02:30.00]I sit, and meanwhile back. [02:32.00]Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes. [02:40.00]There beneath the blue suburban skies, [02:49.00]Penny Lane.
