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

Each and ev´ryone a disappointment
Pain for which there ain´t no ointment
So much for excuses
Though a kid of Zeus is
Asking me to jump into the fray
My answer is two words -
O.K.
You win
Oh gods

I´d given up hope that someone would come along
A fellow who´d ring the bell for once
Not the gong
The kind who wins trophies
Won´t settle for low fees
At least semi-pro fees
But no - I get the greenhorn

I´ve been out to pasture pal, my ambition gone
Content to spend lazy days and to graze my lawn
But you need an advisor
A satyr, but wiser
A good merchandiser
And oohh!
There goes my ulcer!

I´m down to one last hope
And I hope it´s you
Though, kid, you´re not exactly
A dream come true
I´ve trained enough turkeys
Who never came through
You´re my one last hope
So you´ll have to do

Demigods have faced the odds
And ended up a mockery
Don´t believe the stories
That you read on all the crockery

To be a true hero, kid, is a dying art
Like painting a masterpiece, it´s a work of heart
It takes more than sinew
Comes down to what´s in you
You have to continue to grow
Now that´s more like it!

I´m down to one last shoot
And my last high note
Before that blasted Underworld
Gets my goat
My dreams are on you, kid
Go make ´em come true
Climb that uphil slope
Keep pushing that envelope
You´re my one last hope
And, kid, it´s up to you