Yeah!
Gams turn on Zeus, wow!
What a dude. Hera's his wife.
Whoa!
Grand man is Zeus. Cow
Is his incestuous wife.
A big, grand man is Zeus, but he
Shtupped his crazy sister. Euw!
They had the same mama; he poled 'er.
I though that love was taboo.
They had babies; that genome
Ain't the type that you'd want to flaunt,
Nosir, nosir!
Creepy goin's-on

When that god got on the loose,
Ladies man was Zeus.
Got 'em, got 'em, those goddess broads.
Ladies man was Zeus, wow!
He made love to the prettiest things;
He never, ever turns 'em loose. Pow-
er corrupts and produces mood swings.
A big, grand man is Zeus, but he
Goes crazy; chaos'll ensue.
One day, manic;
The next day comes—he's feelin' really blue.
God highness can take a toll on ya,
Though you get nearly all you want.
Goddess, goddess
Puttin' a hold on
You when your morals get loose.
If you're big man Zeus,
Goddess keeps a grip on you.
She keeps you from scorin' broads.

[This boring song should stop now;
The OS didn't stop here now. . .
The same lines.
God, it, god it
Just keeps goin' on!]

So I will return to Zeus,
A big man is Zeus,
God king, god king,
Often holding court.
Clever god is big man Zeus.
He gets on the loose--
Goddess, goddess Hera he has conned.
Heavy body—flaunts it;
Heavy body with man tits.
Glutei maxima on broads—
He holds on;
He's slummin'.
God, yeah, god, yeah, god, yeah,
Gets a grip--
Can't turn 'em loose.
Hold's on, then humpin',
Hold's on, then pumpin'.
God'll get a grip on you, baby.
Hotter, hotter, hotter,
God's stirred, god's stirred, god's stirred;
He's movin', groovin',
Hotter, hotter.

The old lady's on
To the clever tricks of Zeus.
Gets him in a noose.
Goddess got 'im,
Keepin' a hold on,
Got 'im in 'er grip,
Shan't turn him loose.