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 motor-car.
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears his mac
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 hour-glass,
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 the round-a-bout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
And though 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.

Антология The Beatles

  • Posters Yesterday
  • The Beatles Anthology1
  • The Beatles Anthology2
  • The Beatles Anthology3
  • The Beatles Anthology4
  • The Beatles. "Yesterday"
  • The Beatles. Live At The BBC
  • Битлы с блошиного рынка
  • Джон Леннон. В одиночестве.
  • Джон Леннон. После жизни
  • Wings. Размах крыльев
  • Харрисон. Темная Лошадка
  • Ringo Star. Я лучший
  • Пресс конференции