Pete Doherty - Arcady lyrics

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In Arcady, your life trips along
Pure and simple as the shepherd's song
Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady
In Arcady, in Arcady

Never saw I such a scene
Of such fair maids upon such remote a green
They employ their holiday with dance and game
And things I may never name
In Arcady, in Arcady

Where he said he was your teacher
He taught you true and wise
But now you know more than your teacher
I see nothing but cool
Self-regard in your eyes in Arcady

So you see how twisted it becomes
See how quickly twisted it becomes
When the cat gut binds my
Ankles to your bedstead
That ain't love, no that ain't love

Said he was your teacher
And taught you true and wise
Now you know more than your teacher
I see nothing but cool
Self-regard in your eyes
In Arcady, in Arcady

In Arcady (In Arcady)
In Arcady your life trips along
Pure and simple as the shepherd's song
Few seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady
In Arcady in Arcady
In Arcady in Arcady