Track 9 of the album Green Light Season · 2020
Raffle Ticket Lucky Seven
“Folding tables, paper cups of punch, and a hunch. Church hall energy, with a chorus the aunties can sing.”
rap · groovy rap · community hall · 2:39
Lyrics
Church hall folding tables, paper cups of punch Number on my ticket, got a little hunch Spinning drum is rattling, MC takes the mic Calling out the digits, hold on tight Seven, seven, seven, that's the number on my slip Heart is in my throat, feel it start to skip Neighbors all around me with their fingers crossed Everybody's rooting, nobody's lost Lucky seven, lucky seven Feels like a little piece of heaven Lucky seven, lucky seven Hands up, hands up, count to eleven Lucky seven, lucky seven Basket full of snacks, I'm in the clouds Won a basket of jam and a lawn chair set Best prize I ever got and I ain't done yet Sharing with the neighbors, passing it around Little win, big love, hear the happy sound Lucky seven, lucky seven Feels like a little piece of heaven Lucky seven, lucky seven Hands up, hands up, count to eleven Lucky seven, lucky seven Basket full of snacks, I'm in the clouds Ain't about the prize, it's the room that cheers Little wins together make the best of years Clap it up, clap it up, one more round Good luck follows when the love's around Lucky seven, lucky seven Feels like a little piece of heaven Lucky seven, lucky seven Hands up, hands up, count to eleven Lucky seven, lucky seven Basket full of snacks, I'm in the clouds Lucky seven Lucky seven