We are the muses...
goddesses of the arts
and proclaimers of heroes.
Heroes like Hercules.
Honey, you mean " Hunk-ules."
Ooh, I'd like to make some sweet music with him--
Our story actually begins...
long before Hercules...
many eons ago.
Back when the world was new
The planet Earth was down on its luck
And everywhere gigantic brutes called Titans ran amok
It was a nasty place
There was a mess wherever ya stepped
Where chaos reigned and earthquakes
and volcanoes never slept
And then along came Zeus
He hurled his thunderbolt - He zapped
Locked those suckers in a vault - They're trapped
And on his own stopped chaos in its tracks
And that's the gospel truth
The guy was too " Type A " to just relax
And that's the world's first dish - Yeah, baby.
Zeus tamed the globe while still in his youth
Though, honey it may seem impossible
That's the gospel truth
On Mount Olympus life was neat
And smooth as sweet vermouth
Although, honey it may seem impossible
That's the gospel truth
Oh,yeah,yeah
Ah, ah
Hey, hey, hey

If there's one god you don't want
to get steamed up, it's Hades.
'Cause he had an evil plan.
He ran the underworld
But thought the dead were dull and uncouth
He was as mean as he was ruthless
And that's the gospel truth
He had a plan to shake things up
And that's the gospel truth

Young Herc was mortal now
But since he did not drink the last drop
He still retained his godlike strength
So thank his lucky stars
But Zeus and Hera wept
Because their son could never come home
They'd have to watch their precious baby
Grow up from afar
Though Hades'horrid plan
Was hatched before Herc cut his first tooth
The boy grew stronger every day
And that's the gospel truth
The gospel truth