The Gods' Farewell

Gods:
Roll out the big red carpet,
Each angel play his harp; it's
Time for us to depart below.

We're off to God's own country;
If we can work this stunt we'll
Turn the place back to front and upside down,
Paint the town
Red!

Oh, we just couldn't feel greater,
We're not going to stay,
'Bye for now, see you later,
We're on our way.

We can't stay here any longer,
We've all got to scram,
'Bye for now, see you later,
We're on the 1am.

'Bye, Aphrodite,
Hot little chick!
Kid, in that nightie,
You make us already feel home-sick!

Gods, lesser and greater,
Stay right where you are,
'Bye for now, see you later,
And au revoir.
Just au revoir.