[00:00.00]In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
[00:04.00]Of every head he''''s had the pleasure to know.
[00:08.00]And all the people that come and go
[00:12.00]Stop and say hello.
[00:17.00]On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
[00:21.00]The little children laugh at him behind his back.
[00:25.00]And the banker never wears a mack
[00:29.00]In the pouring rain, very strange.
[00:34.00]Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[00:42.00]There beneath the blue suburban skies
[00:48.00]I sit, and meanwhile back
[00:51.00]In penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
[00:55.00]And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
[00:59.00]He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
[01:03.00]It''''s a clean machine.
[01:24.00]Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[01:34.00]A four of fish and finger pies
[01:39.00]In summer, meanwhile back
[01:41.00]Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
[01:45.00]The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
[01:49.00]And tho'''' she feels as if she''''s in a play
[01:54.00]She is anyway.
[01:58.00]In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
[02:03.00]We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
[02:07.00]And then the fireman rushes in
[02:11.00]From the pouring rain, very strange
[02:15.00]Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[02:24.00]There beneath the blue suburban skies
[02:30.00]I sit, and meanwhile back.
[02:32.00]Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
[02:40.00]There beneath the blue suburban skies,
[02:49.00]Penny Lane.