The mighty beast of the northern highlands flies forever in the sky
Never will he find the reason to come down and tell us why
Majestic wings, flying beauty, a white body to dream away
His sharp horn on his forehead shines brightly so they say

But one day his freedom would end<

Hermes, you must find a way to save io for me
Your wisdom is the greatest power, it's the only key
Hera holds io captive, so I have been told
Argus guards her with his eyes, your assignement might be bold
I'll find a way to save her for you
I know his weakness, so I know what

Over the hills and far away
Lives a strange woman, so they say
But nobody knows this redhead well
She lives as a hermit, all alone
No radio, television or a phone
There's no way that you could ever tell

So,
This is the poppy proudneck song
This is the poppy prou