"Let me tell you about that fuckin' dip shit, Zeus..." "Just remember... I gotta thing for goats! Ha!" [Intro] He's taken queens from mountain halls, In golden rain or eagle calls. Fuckin' crossed through dreams and open doors— He plants the seed, fuckin' praises the wars. Let mortals sing of love or sin— Fuckin' bears no guilt for what has been. Their fates are fixed, their tongues still plead— But their world exists for him to breed. [Chorus 1] He's fuckin' Zeus, the voice of storm, King of gods, in every form. He's been the bull, the swan, the flame— And every hero still bears his name. Fuckin' cross the skies to charm maidens— He gifts his seed to bless women. He leaves no trace upon the wind— The wombs remember where he's been. [Verse 1] He saw me dance where ruins fell— Fuckin' hyena crowned in smoke and spell. My laugh was bright, my stance defied— A creature carved to mate with pride. No poet ever spared me a rhyme, Yet he would grace me with his fuckin' line. No Muse nor Nymph had stirred him so— A child by me would fuckin' shake the world below. [Chorus] He's fuckin' Zeus, the hungering storm, King of gods, through every form. He's been the eagle and the golden rain— And still they moan to speak his name. He fell like dusk on virgin skin— He made their blood pulse deep within. They never see the shape he's in— The wombs remember where he's been. [Verse 2] He came as bull, with sturdy back, His MOO was strong, his flanks fuckin' black. I kissed him slow, fuckin' heaped his praise— Then rode him hard through thorn and haze. I sang, I laughed, fuckin' stroked his side— Fuckin' milked the scepter he can’t hide. He closed his eyes and gave it all— A thundered load, fuckin' titan’s call! [Bridge] I cooed, “You’ve worn the bull, the swan, the hound— But don't she-goats make the sweetest sound? Their scents are ripe, their haunches tight— They bleat in my dreams every night.” He smirked and let the shift begin— His frame grew lean, with velvet skin. With teats hung low, fuckin' stance was wide— A nanny swaying side to side. [Verse 3] I licked her neck and nipped her flank, She shivered, proud, fuckin' held her stance. She sensed the promise in my hands— 'Nother milking soon to rouse her glands. I brought the pail she’d filled before, And slid it gently on the floor. Fuckin' bleated once, then twice, then cried— A heat she’d never known inside! Yi-hahahahaaaaaa! [Final Chorus] She's fuckin' Zeus, the fool who bleats, King of gods, swollen of teat. She's been the bull, the swan, the flame— Now roped a she-goat, meek and tamed. Taurus seeded Capricorn, by my caress, Hero, god, or monster kicks within her tender press. Yet still her hunger yearns unseen— Her womb remembers where Scuzzy's been! "Hubris. That's what them fuckin' Greeks call it." "But Zeus... that girl ain't never been better."
