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.

[Instrumental/Picolo Trumpet Break]

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Four of fish and finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back...

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout,
A 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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