Hothouse Flowers Lyrics - Singles - The World / Inferno Friendship Society

Hothouse flowers grow lush and bright 

In tiny little towns across this big night 

Hothouse flowers all kissing for fun 

Slipping into stores then out in a run 

Singing, laments and rowdy songs, hymns about sin 

High lives and reels, a tarantell violin 

Peoples apartments and couches and clothes 

Young again, lost again, here we are, here we go 

Hothouse flowers growing up so strange 

Falling asleep with your boots on and waking aged 

Hothouse flowers all missing their friends 

Calling up late at night and hanging up on them 

Screaming, laments and rowdy songs, hymns about sin 

High lives and reels, your tarantell violin 

Other peoples apartments and couches and clothes 

Young again, lost again, here we are, here we go 

Oh, screaming, laments and rowdy songs, hymns about sin 

High lives and reels, your tarantell violin 

Other peoples apartments and couches and clothes 

Young again, lost again, here we are, here we go 

Hothouse flowers crushed flat to the glass 

You get hit pretty hard moving so damn fast 

Hothouse flowers struggling past first bloom 

You grow pretty damn twitchy never leaving your own room 

I think those lights down there are the lights from little towns 

I think those lights down there are the lights from little towns 

Hothouse flowers grow lush and bright 

In tiny little towns across this big night 

Hothouse flowers all kissing for luck 

Stepping out all dressed, returning all fucked up 

Hothouse flowers grow lush and bright 

In tiny little towns across this big night 

Hothouse flowers happens all the time 

Tiny little towns living great big lives