Penny Lane (Remastered 2017)

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 the roundabout The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray And though she feels as if she's in a play She is anyway 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