Penny Lane

Penny Lane - The Bornagen Beatles

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