It's a good day to die,

To stand and fight until we're dead!

A good to die,

Though if somebody ever said for what, we forgot

So on reflection, perhaps, maybe not.

Who is that? It looks like they're advancing on the Valencians.

Can't tell, but they missed my song. Maybe we ask them to wait, so I can run out and sing it again?

Oh, we'll run out there, Jester... but to fight. Hortensians; this is our chance!

Yeah, let's do this... I'm just gong to go and check things are locked up...

Move out!

It's a good to die!

Though not as good as other days

A good day to die,

But if there's one a little ways away,

Well then, hey—we can reschedule

It's more than ok

Another beautiful day in the country. Here's some potatoes for you, bae.

These have bugs. Yay! Extra protein.

This is a day, Just a day, Like ev'ry other

Is everything ok?

We've lived as best we could

Looks like we have guests...

And I must say, Though we may not get another...

If I'm with you, Then our last will at least be good

Well, at least we made it to twenty-five.

It's a good day to die—

To spurt our blood and spill our guts!

A good day to die—

Out loud, it sounds completely nuts,

But still—

Blood will spill!

After that, it will all go downhill

She doesn't want to go on vacation? We were supposed to go zip-lining! Who doesn't like zip-lining?

We will try not to die, but we will

To victory!

In the meantime I guess we can kill

And we'll fight,

Who knows why,

'Til we say With a sigh—

It's a good—

Day—

To die...!