1,2,1,2,3,4 [Instrumental break] [Intro] In Arcady, your life trips along Pure and simple as the shepherds song Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady In Arcady, in Arcady [Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 selfregard in your eyes In Arcady [Verse 3] So you see how twisted it becomes See how quickly twisted it becomes When the cat gut binds my ankles to your bedstead That aint love, no that aint love [Verse 4] Said he was your teacher And taught you true and wise Now you know more than your teacher I see nothing but cool selfregard in your eyes In Arcady, in Arcady [Outro] In Arcady In Arcady In Arcady your life trips along Pure and simple as the shepherds song Few seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady In Arcady In Arcady In Arcady In Arcady
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