I can only assume the bread lines will start, and general martial law will be instigated.
God, I hope I don't have to go to work when that happens,
This song also keeps me from working. I'm staring out the window right now, dreaming of a life without the sun forever walking in a light snow storm, but it's summer here in Sydney,
Also, I have never seen snow,
Anyway, to the music, it's got an ARP sound made almost too perfectly for this song, slightly off-tune, esoteric, and giving me the perfect witch house melody mixed with the Hoover bass we love.
In other problems, My Steak Is Too Juicy, My Lobster Is Too Buttery.