Penny Lane
Lyrics
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 hellofull lyrics...
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 hellofull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentationa subtle use of vocal harmony
acoustic rhythm piano
a light swing groove
intricate melodic phrasing
a busy horn section
a clear focus on recording studio production
thru composed melodic style
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
brass instrument solos
a dynamic male vocalist
upbeat lyrics
a mid-tempo swing feel
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout In summer meanwhile back There beneath the blue suburban skies Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes Very strange I sit and meanwhile back Songwriters: John Lennon, Paul Mccartney The little children laugh at him behind his back Publishers: SONY BEATLES LTD, SONY/ATV TUNES LLC Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes Wet beneath the blue suburban skies Of every head he's had the pleasure to know And the banker never wears a mac in the pouring rain I sit and meanwhile back in It's a clean machine Very strange She is anyway A four of fish and finger pies On the corner is a banker with a motorcar A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray There beneath the blue suburban skies Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer And all the people that come and go He likes to keep his fire engine clean In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs And though she feels as if she's in a play Stop and say hello Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes And the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain Penny Lane And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen




