Hades Has Company

I-I-I'm, I'm having the time of my afterlife.
Bad at behaving and feeling divine.
Hades, honey, there's room on the floor.
What are you saving
forever for?
B-b-boat pack bass up. Ferryman fuming, tip hits his palm.
Now the old man's moving. Three heads growl, scratch his chin.
We're in. Hades at the decks with the wicked grin.
Gods off duty, getting loose, getting loud.
Who's judging who when they're all in the crowd?
If the gods can get this loose, what the hell's my excuse?