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What do you mean by beauty?
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 gray and gold and groovy
And reconciled, they'll shake and smile
Smile at me as though they knew me

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
What do you mean by beauty?   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 gray and gold and groovy   And reconciled, they'll shake and smile   Smile at me as though they knew me      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