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(to the tune of 'American Pie')
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How my job used to make me smile.
And it sure made me feel swell
That I could make those people well
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver
With every report I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about Captain Kuchiki's dead bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the Seireitei died.
So bye-bye, Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
Singing, this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
Did you write the book of hope,
And could Captain Yamamoto be its pope,
If the rules tells you so?
Do you believe in the Seireitei,
Where the death gods spend their day,
And where time seems to pass so slow?
Well, Ms. Rukia I know what's going down
`cause I saw you dancing in the training ground
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a Squad Four member with a lot of pluck
With a blue sash and a bruise like a hockey puck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the Seireitei died.
I started singing,
Bye-bye, Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
And singing, this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
But that's not how it used to be.
When Aizen sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from Ichimaru Gin
And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down,
Aizen stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while Captain Komamura let out a bark,
Squad Eleven practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the Seireitei died.
We were singing,
Bye-bye,Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
And singing, this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The hollows flew off with Kukaku's shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The soul reapers tried for a forward pass,
With Aizen on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the arrancar played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the soul reapers tried to take the field;
The Espada refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the Seireitei died?
We started singing,
Bye-bye, Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
And singing, this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: Captain Soi Fon be nimble, Captain be quick!
Captain flash-stepped over a candlestick
Cause fire is the Aizen's only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Gin laughing with delight
The day the Seireitei died
He was singing,
Bye-bye, Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
And singing, this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
I met Lieutenant Hinaomri who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to Urahara's store
Where I'd had fun years before,
But the man there said I'd have to go away.
And in the streets: Yuzu and Karin screamed,
Matsumoto cried, and the Squad Eight Captain dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The alarm bells all were broken.
And two people who kept the danger at bay:
Captain Unohana and Lieutenant Isane,
Left with nothing left to say
The day the Seireitei died.
And they were singing,
Bye-bye, Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
Singing, this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
They were singing,
Bye-bye, Mr. Ryoka Guy.
Drove my rickshaw to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old lieutenants were drinking sake and rye
Singing, this'll be the day that I die.