One, two, three
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Never really been into religion
Never gave a fuck about superstition
But such strange things are happening
First once, then twice, then once again
Never really thought we'd reach a third one
Still, there are those who haven't heard one
So we still have such a mission
Our trilogy must have tradition
Then once, I could not believe
Even twice I was still naive
In my heart, in my head, these words are said
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (three way)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (three way)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (three way)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (three way)
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I've never been into science fiction
So I guess this is a contradiction
Or is it just numberology?
But hey, it's looking out for me
Then once, I could not believe
Even twice I was still naive
In my heart, in my head, these words are said
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
I don't care what you say, I'll follow the three way (I'll follow the three, follow the three)
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Man, you've gotta problem, who made you fuckin' king
A macho pig with nothing in your head, no girls around you
Their place is not at gigs, don't want 'em on the dance floor
'Cause they're weak, a woman's place - the kitchen, on her back
It's time to change that attitude, quick
Showing us your phobias, you're scared to see 'em think
You'd rather dress 'em up in pretty lace, all nice and colored pink
You feel so fucking threatened when they stand out in front
A stupid, passive piece of meat is all you really want
But it's not just boys' fun
Not just boys' fun
It's not just boys' fun
Not just boys' fun
There's girls who put out fanzines and others put on shows
Yet they're not allowed to get out on the floor, some make the music
Well, that you can accept, hell, maybe live you'll get some tits and ass, you fucking moron
Your brains have run amuck, a girl's only lot in life is not to fuck
Showing us your phobias, you're scared to see 'em think
You'd rather dress 'em up in pretty lace, all nice and colored pink
You feel so fucking threatened when they stand out in front
A stupid, passive piece of meat is all you really want
But it's not just boys' fun
Not just boys' fun
It's not just boys' fun
Not just boys' fun