intro: C#G# v1 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 v2 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 G# midle 8 1 You said he was your teacher Taught you so true and so wise But now you know more than your teacher I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes In Arcady ~ v3 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 midle 8 2 Said he was your teacher Taught you so true and so wise Now you know more than your teacher I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes v4 In Arcady, your life trips along Pure and simple as the shepherd's song Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady robert loustau. dedicated 2 lizzie wilson. PETE DOHERTY IS INNOCENT