Paul McCartney - Penny Lane Lyrics
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| Paul McCartney
- Penny Lane Lyrics
Album: Paul Is Live 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
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