
Red-faced, caught red-handed
Paint in hand, she paints the town red
Blue skies, skies the limit, limit breaking
Got the green light, green eye
She's a monster, silver bullet, silver linings
Lines, without the lines. Lines, without the lines
Now, make me, color me
Sage, scarlet, teal, tawny,
pink, plum, bone, burgundy, bronze
Slate, salmon, smoke, sanguine,
grey, goldenrod, lime, olive, and blonde
Now we come to orange
Gotta rhyme something with orange
'Cept that nothing rhymes with orange
Think that I'll just forget 'bout orange, so
Suck it up, brush it off, break it down,
Here we go. Getting' back to that drawing board
Tear it up, scrub it off, take it down
Gotta go. Get on back to that drawing board
Fold 'em up, shrug it off, whoa.
Let it go. Rub it on, wet paint, war paint, get it
Pick it up, takin' too slow.
Time to go, Hey yo, why aren't you ready?
One, two, three, four, she'll give you to the count of four
Then five, six, seven, she'll keep on counting up to seven
Eight nine ten nine eight seven
Take it right back down to seven
Wait! How? Wait! What? No! Time, outta time, now she's drawin' the line
Girls, what is she made of?
Sugar and spice, and oh~ none of them tails love
She's everything nice
And if you're asking her name (What?)
I'll tell you her name (What?)
My Sugar Riot. Riot
Ring-a-roses
Palette full of pain and poison
On your toes, yeah, keeping you guessing(What!?)
Ring-a-roses
Heart is skippin', mind is trippin'
Round and around and around, yo
Round and around and around
Until you're down, we all fall down
Round and round and round
We all fall down
Round and round and round
We all fall down
Round and round and
Ashes to ashes to ashes
Ashes to ashes to ashes
On the wall, the writing's on the wall, yo
She's off the wall, yo, this kid is off the wall, yo
Paint a picture. We're gonna paint you a picture
Truth straight from fiction
And this is what we start with
Think you can win this war
You're takin' her threats lightly
Put down them sticks, them swords
Her pen is far more mighty
Avant-garde, throw up your guard, no she won't draw a blank, no
Art and part, state of the art, it's time to roll it back, go
Suck it up, brush it off, break it down,
Here we go. Getting' back to that drawing board
Tear it up, scrub it off, take it down,
Gotta go. Get on back to that drawing board
Fold 'em up, shrug it off, whoa.
Let it go. Rub it on, wet paint, war paint, get it
Pick it up, takin' too slow.
Time to go, Hey yo, why aren't you ready?
One, two, three, four, she'll give you to the count of four
Then four, three, two, one, she'll count back down and just for fun
Then one, two, three, four, fi- seven
Left out six, plus five's eleven
Wait now! Wait! What? Oh! Time, out of time, now she's nursery rhymin'
Girls, what are we made of? (Yeah!)
Sugar and spice and (oooh)
Not what they're made of
We're everything (Nice!)
And if you're asking my name (What?)
I'm gonna tell you my name (What?)
I'm Sugar Riot. Riot. (Pick them pieces up)
Ring-a-roses
Palette full of pain and poison
On your toes, yeah, keeping you guessing(What)
Ring-a-roses
Heart is skippin', mind is trippin'
Round and around and around, yo
Round and around and around
Until you're down, we all fall down
Round and round and round
We all fall down
Round and round and round
We all fall down
Round and round and
Ashes to ashes to ashes
Ashes to ashes to dust!