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Beatles
Penny Lane
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 motocar,
The little children laugh at him behind is 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 the round-a-bout
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 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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