Buffy Summers is my name and vampires I do slay;
And each year the Big Bad shows its face til we send it to Hell again

In the Fall of 2002, we were ready, or so we all knew

I took a job at the school that once fell
But Spike was tortured by the First Evil
The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down

And all the girls were dying'
The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
And all the Bads were morphing
They went, 'Its not about right or wrong' Wrong, wrong, wronga wronga
wronga wrong

Raising my sister made of memories
One day she almost said to me,
"Buffy, Quick! Come Look!
I see our dead Mommy."
Now I understand, its all in the game
And I don't care if I never get fame
Just you take on me and I'll do the risk
But it should never have messed with my little sis

The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
And all the Watchers were dying
The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
And all the people were leaving
They went 'I've had enough-enough-enough- enough -nuff'

Like the problems before this, I had to find a plan
And like the Slayers before me, I sought a final stand
Oh, we were wounded, led by Faith and me
But a revolt then caused me to flee
I found the dual-scythe and put Caleb away
Now the First was gonna face its own Judgement Day

The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
And Spike and Anya were lost
The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
And all the streets collapsing
The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
And the Potentials awakened
The Day Old Sunnydale Went Down
To The First Evil we went :
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na .....