Arcady

	  		 
 

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In Arcady, your life trips along 
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It's pure and simple as the shepherd's song 
D 
Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady 
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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 
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You said he was your teacher 
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Taught you so true and so wise 
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But now you know more than your teacher 
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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 so true and so wise 
Now you know more than your teacher 
I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes 

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