To the tune of Tell Me The Stories Of Jesus:
Tell Me The Stories Of Hormones
Tell me the stories of hormones, why live in fear?
Things I would ask them to tell me, if they could hear!
Scenes in the daytime, tales of the night
Stories of hormones, cause such a fright
First let me hear how the children hurt just like me
And I shall fancy the hormones resting on me-
Words full of anger, deeds full of spite,
All ’cause of hormones – it isn’t right!
Into the city I’d follow the hormone band
Waving my arms at them crying, “Let go my hand!”
One of their haters, yes, I would scream,
loudest in anger, “STEP DOWN AS QUEEN!”
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