Snowballs at Cops

We were sitting in Carytown B&F
We worried in a flurry of panicked thoughts
As 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 place
Do 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 down
It doesn’t seem fair
Sometimes you gotta break the ice, their living on giving me bad advice