Words and music by Roddy Frame





What do you mean by beauty lain

I hope you know the consequences

'Cos beauty wounds will make us strong

With truth we'll test our old defenses

And all my friends will make amends

They're green and grey and gold and groovy

And reconciled they'll shake and smile

Smile at me as though they knew me



And judge this world through jaundiced eyes

They're sold too soon and none too wise

Their big blue God is in the sky

Orchid Girl don't spend your money



They asked me what the meek would get

Pictured me afraid to answer

I told them that when thought's entombed

Then love will show it's root in Cancer

The sweet disorder in your eye

Has drawn me here through graves and gardens

I'm going in you're going in here are your smokes

Your jokes you're getting soaked I'm angry and my

Fists are pocketed



We'll judge this world through jaundiced eyes

We're sold too soon and none too wise

The big blue God is in the sky

He takes the blame and never cries

But Orchid Girl you'd make my day

You'd blow their cloud of crap away

If you would just refuse to pay



Orchid Girl you'd make my day