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歌詞
Red face, caught red-handed, painting hands, she paints the town in
Blue skies, skies the limit, limit breaking, got that green light
Green eyed, she's a monster, silver bullets, silver lining
Lines with other lines, lines with other lines, now make me color me
Since y'all been too charming, you the one burning the drums
Stay sane, it's a smoke sand, with red gold run, I'm on the block
Now we come to orange, gotta rhyme something with orange,
Said that nothing rhymes with orange, think that I'll just work without orange


Suck it up, brush it off, break it down, give it go,
Get back to that drawing board
Carry it up, scrub it off, take it down, gotta go,
Get back to that drawing board
Throw it off, shove it on, oh, there you go, run along, work it, work it, get it
Pick it up, take it too slow, gotta go, hey 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, ha, wait, no, no time, not a time, she's drawing the line (yo)

Girls what is she made of?
Sugar, spice, and oh none of that taste, love
She's everything nice and if you are asking her name (what),
I won't tell you her name (what)
I shall write it, write it

Ring of roses, color full of hidden poison
All here to spare, can you guess what?
Ring of roses, caught you stepping on this trap and
Runnin' and runnin' around, yo
Runnin' and runnin' around

I’ll take it 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, ashes to ashes to ashes,
Ashes to ashes to ashes

On the wall, the writing's on the wall, yo
She’s on the wall, yo, this kid is off the wall, yo
Paint a picture, rip it up into a picture
Stripped straight from fiction and this is what we'll start with
Hey you can't win this war, you’re taking his respite fee
Put down them six, that’s what’s up or then his mom will bite thee
All the cops will work your gun, no she won't draw a gun, (no)
All that boss you up the yard, it's time to roll it back home

Suck it up, brush it off, break it down, give it go,
Get back to that drawing board
Carry it up, scrub it off, take it down, gotta go,
Get back to that drawing board
Throw it off, shove it up, oh, there you go, run along, work it, work it, get it
Pick it up, take it too slow, gotta go, hey 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, to just one
And one, two, three, four, five, seven
Left out six, plus five, seven
Wait, no, wait, what, oh
Time out of time, that shit's arrived

Girls, what are we made of? (Yay)
Sugar and spice, oh “I don't even know what they're made of”
We're everything, nice
And if you're asking my name (what?)
I'll tell you my name (what?)
I'm sugar riot riot
Pick those pieces up

Ring of roses, how is it looking for us?
No time to spare, couldn’t you be so quick
Ring of roses, caught you stepping on this trap and
Running around and around, yo
Running around and around

I’ll take it 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, ashes to ashes to ashes,
Ashes to ashes to dust