Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of ev'ry head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and go stop and say hello.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Wet behind the blue suburban skies
I sit and meanwhile back
On the corner is a banker with a motor car.
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.
Wet behind the blue suburban skies
I sit and meanwhile back
In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hour glass.
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.
Full of fish and finger pies
In summer meanwhile back
In Penny Lane the barber shawes another customer.
We see the baner sitting, waiting for a trend.
And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain, very strange
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Wet behind the blue suburban skies
I sit and meanwhile back
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Wet behind the blue suburban skies,
Penny Lane.