Beatles Symphonic Orchestra
Penny Lane
In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographsOf every head he's had the pleasure to know.And all the people that come and goStop 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 mackIn the pouring rain, very strange.Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.There beneath the blue suburban skiesI sit, and meanwhile backIn penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglassAnd 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 piesIn summer, meanwhile backBehind the shelter in the middle of a roundaboutThe pretty nurse is selling poppies from a trayAnd tho' she feels as if she's in a playLetras de cancionesShe is anyway.In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.And then the fireman rushes inFrom the pouring rain, very strange.Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.There beneath the blue suburban skiesI 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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