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I swear to you

Old friend

The tales are true

There is a third way

The third way is real

The Greek gods and goddesses have led us here

I met Pythagoras in a cave

He was playing an Aeolian harp

It had strings like no other

They hummed with a sound beyond the octave

And they were made of steel

They were made of steel

Made of steel

I said

""Oh

Pythagoras

How can it be

That you have lived so long?""

He said

""It's a simple calculation

I know a good formula

You take the square root of this

And the square root of that

And you know where to put the brackets

But when it comes to it

My friend

When it comes to it

I drink from the eternal wellspring

I drink from the eternal wellspring""

And I said

""Oh, Oh, Oh

Pythagoras

Oh

Pythagoras""

I said

""Oh, Oh, Oh

Pythagoras

Oh

Pythagoras""

He said

""I drink from the eternal wellspring

I drink from the eternal wellspring""

He said

""I drink from the eternal wellspring

I drink from the eternal wellspring""

I said

""Oh, Oh, Oh

Pythagoras

Oh

Pythagoras""

He said

""I drink from the eternal wellspring

I drink from the eternal wellspring""

I said

""Oh, Oh, Oh

Pythagoras

Oh

Pythagoras""

He said

""I drink from the eternal wellspring

I drink from the eternal wellspring""

I said

""Oh, Oh, Oh

Pythagoras

Oh