{Hudson}: It's Reefer Time! Oh, oh, oh!
{Background Singers}: Viva Piñata
{Fergy}: Viva, viva, Pinatyaddayadda!
{Singer}:There's a place where everything's sweet-a,
Step on the dopeosity meter, meet all the drug-filled creatures!
{Backround Singers}: Party animals!
{Singer}: All Piñatas love to smoke,
They hear the music, start to toke!
They literally have clouds in their heads!

{Voice, not singing}: Welcome to picturesque Reefer Island.
In its many gardens, all manner of piñatas toke, shoot, and snort,
Hoping that they will be chosen to entertain at a party, as only piñatas can.
Well, most piñatas that is.
{Fergy Tourette'shog}: O NO, FUCK SHIT PISS CUNT DICK, COCKSUCKER FAGGOT, SISSY, MOTHERFUCKER, FRUIT!!!

{Singing resumes}: Shake it shake it shake it like a stoned animal
Break it break it break it like a stoned animal
Shake it shake it shake it like a stoned animal
{Hudson}: Break it break it break it break it break it break it {like Beavis & Butt-Head when they find an overhead projector}!!!!

Love to bop and love to bounce,
But it's what's inside that counts,
Addictive narcotics in large amounts.
{Background singers}: Party animals!
So grab some reefer fire up a bowl
Shoot up some heroine, 'till you're cold
Go to the place that's psychedelic and like mould!!!
Viva Piñata!!!