Peter Doherty - Arcady lyrics

1,2,1,2,3,4 In Arcady, your life trips along It's 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 Such maids upon such a molten green They employ their holiday with dance and game And things I may never name In Arcady, in Arcady Where you said he was your teacher 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