Текст песни Beatles, The - Penny Lane, слова песни Beatles, The

Текст песни Beatles, The - Penny Lane

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In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographsOf ev’ry 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 macIn the pouring rain - very strange.Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,There beneath the blue suburban skiesI sitt, and meanwhile nackIn 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 the roundaboutThe pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.And though she feels as if she’s in a playShe is anyway.In Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer,We see the banker sitting waiting for a trimAnd 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 meanwhilePenny Lane is in my and in my eyes,There beneath the blue suburban skies...Penny Lane!

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