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

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

Young Herc was mortal now
But since he did not drink the last drop
He still retained his godlike strength
So thank his lucky star

I have often dreamed
Of a far-off place
Where a great warm welcome
Will be waiting for me

I will beat the odds
I can go the distance
I will face the world
Fearless, proud and strong

So, ya wanna be a hero, kid?
Well, whoop-de-do!
I have been around the block before
With blockheads just like you

Bless my soul
Herc was on a roll
Person of the week
In evry Greek opinion poll

Gonna shout it from the mountaintops
A star is born
It's a time for pulling out the stops
A star is born

If there's a prize for rotten judgement
I guess I've already won that
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that!

Припомним те года
Наш старый мир был новым тогда
Титаны шлялись там
И всё крушили без труда