Say it ain't so: Forecasts for the blizzard hitting the East Coast -- and targeting Washington, D.C. -- are getting more dire.
Unlike hurricanes, winter storms don't technically get named. But The Weather Channel nominated "Jonas" for this one early on. (Washington Post's Capital Weather Gang, meanwhile, went with "Snowzilla.")
The Jonas Brothers may have garnered more attention recently -- but only a band that knows how to sing about a blizzard of emotion can capture what it feels like to live through an actual blizzard.
And so, if you're wondering whether Weezer might have the perfect words to explain our upcoming shared experience, you'd be right. Beginning with "My Name is Jonas."
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
The workers are going home
If you're a worker in Washington, D.C., are you home yet? Because you should be already.
You should also have already gone to the store, hopefully to get something more tasty than "Burndt Jamb."
And the water
Running over
Me is growing
Ever colder
We all know snow is pretty at first, but after that fresh powder it gets old. And eventually, the inches feel like years:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
You're older, you're colder
And you're wondering why you don't live in "Beverly Hills."
Beverly Hills
That's where I want to be
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
"If You're Wondering If I Want You To" plan ahead with some activities when staying inside loses its novelty, I -- and everyone you'll be hunkered down with -- definitely do.
When the conversation stops and we’re facing our defeat
I’ll be next to you and you’ll be right there next to me
But no matter how long the historic Jonas/Snowzilla storm lasts -- or how deep you're buried come Tuesday -- try not to come "Undone."
Oh no
It go
It gone
Bye-Bye
Who I
I think
I sink
And I die
Instead, do what you can to make it through, even if you have to resort to daydreams.
On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain