Title: Good Riddance (Time For Them To Die)

Rating: T

Summary: They saw a lot on that island.

Disclaimer: I don't own either Battle Royale, or 'Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)' (N.B.: Billie Joe (from Green Day) is a much better songwriter than me. Mmmm, Billie Joe… Whoops, ignore that!), and no money was made from this fic.

A rewrite of 'Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)', a Green Day song, and the actual song is way better than this.

It's during BR1 (I gather there is a movie sequel, but I just finished reading the book 'Battle Royale', and I loved it).

It's nothing deep and meaningful, just kinda weird and very random.

Good Riddance (Time For Them To Die)

Another great bloodbath,

A head stuck on a pole.

You wring a classmate's neck

Kick them until they fall.

So make the best of these deaths

And count your kills.

It's not a mercy

But a joy to take their lives.

It's something twisted and deadly

But after all it's fun.

I hope you killed enough to save your life.

So take the machine-gun

And pistol on the shelf

Fire a shot or two

And listen for their cries.

Tattoos of guts and gore,

Blood running down your face

Pick up your gun

Once more and aim and fire again.

It's something twisted and deadly

But after all it's fun.

I hope you killed enough to win this game.