Video Season Of The Lottery de Alan Williams 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alan Williams - Season Of The Lottery Lyrics

What’s that pounding at the door?
Wonder who it could be
I’m not expecting 3am
Special deliveries

Or is that thunder rumbling low?
Explosions in the street?
There’s nothing left that won’t catch fire
Just turn up the heat

One day a storm front gathers force
One day the passion fades
One day you’re caught up in the wave
Over the barricades

Maybe the whispers in your ears
Will put your mind at ease
Sometimes it’s hard to tell your friends
From your enemiеs

Season of the lottery
Of a robbеry
Of a life

Season of the lottery
Of a slaughtering
In the night
Maybe this is your lucky day
Maybe it’s not your turn
Maybe the flames ignore your house
While your neighbor’s burns

Maybe the bullet finds your heart
Maybe it finds your head
Maybe the target’s on your back
While sleeping in your bed

Season of the lottery
Of a robbery
Of a life

Season of the lottery
Of a slaughtering
In the night

Season of the lottery
Of a robbery
Of a life

Season of the lottery
Of a slaughtering
In the night
Season of the lottery
Of a mockery
Of a life

Season of the lottery
Of a slaughtering
In the night