Arcardie Lyrics - Grace/wastelands - Pete Doherty

1,2,1,2,3,4 

In Arcadie, 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 

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 

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 

Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady 

In Arcady, In Arcady, In Arcady, In Arcady