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