Penny Lane

Wonderwall

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 (machine) 

Penny Lane 

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