| Yo, see my tree!
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| It’s Christmas!
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| Nice iced pavement
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| Nice iced pavement
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| All-night shopping — I had to take a list in
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| Ice is packed on my windshield — it glistens
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| Some kid said the roads will be icy
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| Closed up the shop when I paid and left light speed
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| Will this weather stop? |
| Yo, I don’t know
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| Scrape off the ice — it won’t go!
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| Through the extremes I walk on ice ‘cause my van won’t
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| Start up -- it seems I need a jump or I can’t go
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| And — I’m wearin' sneakers not boots
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| They’re fillin' with rain looks like I’m going to be slush soon
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| Lovely — man, my baby toe’s killin' me
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| And I didn’t dress to the best of my ability
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| Rough or leave it — you bet I can’t stay
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| The weather is cold out and it’s no sleigh
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| Guess I’ve got a problem — no one saw it
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| Just have to hope for a heat wave to thaw it
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| Nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really
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| Now, I’ll get my battery jumpin'
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| Triple A checks in but I think he’s not comin'
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| Says there’s no point in appointment makin'
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| «Look at them streets, guy, the plows can’t take it
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| Minimum of a six-hour window»
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| I go crazy when I hear that info
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| I hide that — what a screwed-up trip, though
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| I wanna roll — it’s time to throw snowballs
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| Throwin' maybe five or so
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| So my rage stopped now but my hands just froze
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| Don’t really understand why I’m waitin' just to pray, right?
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| Did you start? |
| No, I just nosedived
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| Slipped on a sewer grate I stepped on
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| I bust my lip and now my head is oozin' red stuff
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| I talked with God, yo, and I continued to
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| Pray and pray
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| Different attitude!
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| Nerves were shot, but I’m blessed, yes indeedy
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| Often troubles drive a man who’s needy
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| To Jesus
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| ‘Cause about then I find
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| A manger display and I knew it was a sign
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| Ready for a jump after all
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| I jump like Jack-be-nimble ‘cause I’m full of faith, y’all
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| From God — sprang up like a well
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| I grab my side ‘cause I hurt myself
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| Falling on the concrete feels bad
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| But something bizarre — came out of that
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| Suffered some bumps there, I have a bruised back
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| I’m tryin' to find my way back home but I feel jacked
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| But peaceful and serene — you know what I mean?
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| And that’s enough -- I’m lovin' all the snow scenes
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| If I got some problems, yo, He’ll solve ‘em
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| Just have to look how He keeps Earth revolvin'
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| Nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really
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| Make heat ‘cause I’m a really cold poet
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| My head has lost some steam from encasing it in snow, it’s
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| Like mounds of mashed potatoes on my face now
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| I’d love to take and stick coals on the ground
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| If it sounds like I’m cynical still
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| People, my disposition is chill
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| But tucked in and warm with the help of a compress
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| Would make it nice --- with a ton of gifts
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| Christmas displays guide my way
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| Lights that can singe ya
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| What? |
| That’s my neighbor’s place!
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| So glad — on the street I just ran
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| You’re right; |
| that was dumb -- I fell on ice again
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| Remind me, won’t ya, that it’s time to get boots
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| But tonight’s not the night while I sip my soup
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| With those other problems, yo, He’ll solve ‘em
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| Just got me home now -- He’ll be there for all of ‘em
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| Nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really nice iced pavement
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| A really
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| Snow, man, let’s get out of here
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| Worst weather ever!
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| Nice iced payment — too cold
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| Nice iced payment — too cold, too cold
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| Nice iced payment — too cold, too cold
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| Nice iced payment — too cold, too cold
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| Under the weather
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| Under the weather
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| Weather, weather |