Lonely Lane-Hothouse Flowers

Lonely Lane - Hothouse Flowers I stand on the corner of an alley they call Lonely Lane And I'm looking at my reflection on the ground 'Cos it's pouring rain. I'm thinking of my own street thinking how well it was before All the people left me for I was there And they had gone to the blue mountains far from Lonely Lane Seven lonely evenings I have now spend alone in this place And I have shed seven lonely tears every evening And I thought of her face My sweet lady left me left me dry sitting in this lonely attic Been heartache and crying She's gone to the blue mountains far from Lonely Lane There's an all night café in the middle of this dusty town And that's where I tell the people the story that I'm telling you now It's now I first got here how it came to be People got tired of this city smoke and of me I've been gone I should be at blue mountains far from Lonely Lane I'll be gone to the blue mountains far from Lonely Lane I'm packing my bags I'm gettin up and I'm leaving right now Don't care if I fly or swim don't care if I walk or if I drown But I got to get there get right up to where the air is clean And I don't know smoke I'm going to be gone to the blue mountains far from Lonely Lane I should be gone to the blue mountains far from Lonely Lane You'd better believe me now All I want is no more Lonely Lane all right I should be gone to the blue mountains far from Lonely Lane Oh yeah babe oooh aaah oooh aaah