[Narrator:] 
You go, girls ... 

[Muses:]
We are the muses. 
Goddesses of the arts 
and proclaimers of heroes. 
Heroes like Hercules. 
Honey, you mean Hunkules! 
I'd like to make some sweet music of it 
Our story actually 
begins long before Hercules 
Many Aeons ago ... 

Back when the world was new 
The planet Earth was down on its luck 
And everywhere gigantic [bad word] 
called Titans ran amok 

It was a nasty place 
There was a mess 
Whereever you 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 [bad word] 
The guy was too type a to just relax 

And that's the world's first dish 
Zeus tamed the globe 
While still in his youth 
Though, honey, it may seem imposs'ble 
That's the gospel [bad word] 

On Mt. Olympus life was neat and 
Smooth as sweet vermough 
Though, honey, it may seem imposs'ble 
That's the gospel [bad word]