Sundials - Snowballs at Cops Lyrics
We were sitting in Carytown B&FWe worried in a flurry of panicked thoughtsAs the flakes made their way to the ground.Will you be making your way to New York?I'm not so sure about your flight.The cities gonna stop,I wanna get drunk and go sledding, build a fire, throw a snowball at a cop ALRIGHT!But it only ever snows on the weekends...See were all in a frenzy to find that special placeDo you have it in mind? Are you staying in Richmond?Or are you leaving? By tomorrow there will be no way out.But where will I strand myself? I dunno.Can this van make it to DC?I grab my keys off the shelf.See I've got a very sick friend, I need to (need to need to) get up there.But six inches of solid ice is bringing me downIt doesn't seem fair.Sometimes you gotta break the ice, their living on giving me bad advice.