[00:00.95]In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
[00:04.90]Of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
[00:09.24]And all the people that come and go
[00:13.21]stop and say hello.
[00:17.79]On the corner is a banker with a motorcar.
[00:21.98]The little children laugh at him behind his back.
[00:26.28]And the banker never wears a mack
[00:30.09]In the pouring rain, very strange
[00:34.85]Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[00:43.70]There beneath the blue suburban skies.
[00:48.51]I sit, and meanwhile back.
[00:51.57]In penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass.
[00:55.72]And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
[01:00.12]He likes to keep his fire engine clean.
[01:04.05]It's a clean machine.
[01:10.10]
[01:25.45]Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[01:34.36]A four of fish and finger pies
[01:39.03]In summer, meanwhile back
[01:42.42]Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
[01:46.51]The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
[01:50.82]And tho' she feels as if she's in a play
[01:54.72]She is anyway.
[01:59.24]In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
[02:03.37]We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
[02:07.48]And then the fireman rushes in
[02:11.54]From the pouring rain, very strange.
[02:16.24]Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[02:25.19]There beneath the blue suburban skies
[02:29.83]I sit, and meanwhile back.
[02:33.20]Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[02:42.16]There beneath the blue suburban skies,
[02:50.35]Penny Lane.
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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 tho' 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.