Back to the Drawing Board 〜至天の座アルカディア：クルーザー級〜

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!