{Franklin}: Are you ready to die?
{Paulie}: Yeah, Lucifer!
{Hudson}: If you want to find us please do look in a book,
{Fergy}: (Fuck the book!!!) We're on Piñata Island, come take a look!
{Paulie}: We're filling up with shit to give your party a swing,
{Franklin}: You know that death is our thing!
{Paulie}: (You know I'm not dancing!)
{All}: Viva Piñata, we die on the sun!
{Paulie}: (On the sun, baby!)
{All}: Twelve dead Piñatas, the end has begun!
{Hudson}: (Come on now!)
{All}: Just taste our poo-poo, we're sure you'll agree,
saying piñatas aren't the ones for me!
{Franklin}: One more time!
{All}: Saying Piñatas aren't the ones for me!
{Paulie}: Me and you Satan {crying}!