Snow Charges Bomb the Music Industry!

There's a patch of ice shimmering under the sky
On the south corner of Bushwick, on the residential side
And I'm afraid I'll slip

Most days when it's cloudy and all nights I stay inside
But it's 2:30 on New Years' Day and outside it's looking bright
And I could use some chips and a bottle of soda
For my quest to rescue Zelda

Trying to be brave, I touched the puddle to my tongue
And within a millisecond the bottom of my face went numb
And no one on the street knew anything was wrong

So I tried to wave my arms to find that they were frozеn too
And I tried to run away, my legs felt likе they were stuck in glue
And I started to hear a storm

Through my ears poured freezing rain
And it froze my freezing brain

A handful of neighbors gathered underneath the awning
Of the laundromat 200 feet from the front door of my building
And it smacked me like a pinball
And it crushed me like a wrecking ball
I was swallowed by a cold duvet
And the kids are gonna have a snow day