Penny Lane (Remastered 2015)

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 though 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