You go, girl.

We are the muses.
Goddesses of the arts
and proclaimers of heroes.
Heroes like Hercules.
Honey, you mean Hunkules!
I'd like to make some sweet music of it
Our story actually begins long before Hercules
Many Aeons ago ...

Back when the world was new
The planet Earth was down on its luck
And everywhere gigantic [bad word] 
called Titans ran amok

It was a nasty place
There was a mess
whereever you stepped
Where chaos reigned and
earthquakes and volcanoes never slept

And then along came Zeus
He hurled his thunderbolt
He zapped
Locked those suckers in a vault
They're trapped
And on his own stopped
chaos in its tracks
And that's the gospel [bad word] 
The guy was too type to just relax

And that's the world's first dish
Zeus tamed the globe
while still in his youth
Though, honey, it may seem imposs'ble
That's the gospel [bad word] 

On Mt. Olympus life was neat and
Smooth as sweet vermough
Though, honey, it may seem imposs'ble
That's the gospel [bad word]