(+) 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