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Class of 2007 The Greek Mythology

Song
The Greeks they call me Nike
I have wings and everyone like me
My dad is River Styx
Been there longer than Nix
The Greeks they call me Nike
Im faster than all the athletes
But Im not much of a mathlete
Im known throughout history
to lead you to victory
The Greeks they call me Nike
The Greeks they call me Zeus
I turned all my siblings loose
My symbol is the eagle
On Olympus Im most regal
The Greeks they call me Zeus
Im Zeus and I like to flirt
Heras feelings I surely hurt
To my wife Im not so loyal
My plans she tries to foil
Im Zeus and I like to flirt
The Greeks they call me Hermes
I stole Apollos cows thats for sure-ies
My parents are Zeus and Mia
I have wings that make me fly-a
The Greeks they call me Hermes
My golden staff from Apollo
I am fast and not so slow-o
I have winged shoes
I bring you all the news
The Greeks they call me Hermes
The Greeks they call me Charon
Soon you and my boat well be sharin
Across the River Styx
With Erebus and Nyx
The Greeks they call me Charon
Ill take you to the place where youll be
buried
Maybe with someone whom you married

And when you are dyin


Folks will be cryin
The Greeks they call me Charon

Hera is my name
Worshipping peacocks is my game
My children are Ares and more
From Zeus I nearly tore
Hera is my name
Hera is my name
If you respect me Ill do the same
Ill oversee your marriage
Send you riding in my carriage
Hera is my name
Im the Goddess of the Rainbow
But Iris is my name-o,
I bring water to the cloud
Of this I am quite proud,
Im the Goddess of the Rainbow
The rain waters Demeters plants
Then I make my arch above the ants
My color glows on the land
On the mountains and the sand
Im the Goddess of the Rainbow
The Greeks they call me Selene
Im certainly not a meanie
Im the Goddess of the moon
I like to sing a tune
The Greeks they call me Selene
My children are very far
I think they are the stars
Im the Goddess of the moon
I like to sing a tune
The Greeks they call me Selene
Poseidon is my name
Commanding the ocean is my fame
If you pray to me
What a lovely guy I can be
Poseidon is my name.

I can drown you out at sea


Got quite temper as you can see
Ive got fins and scales
I swim with monsters and the whales
Poseidon is my name
Im Artemis, huntress and virgin
I wont marry, even a surgeon
Apollo is my brother
I wouldnt want another
Im Artemis, huntress and virgin
I help women during childbirth
This skill is of great worth
Children I have none
(When Im hunting I need to run)
Im Artemis, huntress and virgin
The Greeks they call me Apollo
Hermes is the one that I follow
Im god of the sun
Ride my chariot just for fun
The Greeks they call me Apollo
The Greeks they call me Eros
I carry a quiver of arrows
I shoot you from above
And fill you up with love
The Greeks, they call me Eros
My spouse, they call her Psyche
Shes the one I really like-ee
I fly so high above
With the wife whom I love
The Greeks, they call me Eros
I was born of Zeus and Metis
Well Zeus he downright ate us
But I wont put up with that
So in his skull I made a crack
Im Athena daughter of Metis
Grey eyed goddess is my nickname
With golden apples I have perfect aim
Linked with dexterity and skill
Im not one to kill

Grey eyed goddess is my nickname


The Greeks they call us the Sirens
We lure people in like Lord Byron
Its not some poetry
But sweet harmony
The Greeks they call us the Sirens
13 in number, really strong
We attract sailors with our song
We seduce them oh so much
And do not feed them lunch
The Greeks they call us the Sirens
The Greeks they call me Ares
Im God of War and Im hairy,
My wife is Aphrodite
She wears a pretty nightie
The Greeks they call me Ares
My evil grandpa named Cronos
Ate all his kids, almost
Though he really tried
My dad was able to hide
The Greeks they call me Ares
The Greeks call us the Gorgons
We will eat all your organs
We are widely known
For our gaze turns you to stone
The Greeks call us the Gorgons
Medusa, a mortal among us
Was slain by Perseus
With his reflective shield
He very well did wield
The Greeks call us the Gorgons
We are the beautiful graces
We have very lovely faces
Our fathers name is Zeus
Were dancing on the loose
We are the beautiful Graces
Im the sister Aglaia
Cant be prettier if you try-a
I like to protect the forest

Might have been a florist


The Greeks they call me Aglaia
The Greeks they call me Poseidon
I sure love chariot ridin
My brothers name is Zeus,
He is a little loose
You can call me Poseidon
I rule the seven seas
Where theres not a single tree
I control the earthquakes
And all the seas snakes

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