Penny Lane

Penny Lane - The Popstar Band

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

A 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 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