i was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye
i saw a pretty little thing approaching me
she said i never seen a man who looks so all alone
oh could you use a little company
if you pay the right price your evening will be nice
and you can go and send me on my way
i said you’re such a sweet young thing why you do this to yourself
she looked at me and this is what she said
oh there ain’t no rest for the wicked
money don’t grow on trees
i got bills to pay i got mouths to feed
there ain’t nothing in this world for free
oh no i can’t slow down i can’t hold back
though you know i wish i could
oh no there ain’t no rest for the wicked
until we close our eyes for good
not even fifteen minutes later i’m still walking down the street
when i saw the shadow of a man creep out out of sight
and then he swept up from behind he put a gun up to my head
he made it clear he wasn’t looking for a fight
he said give me all you’ve got i want your money not your life
but if you try to make a move i won’t think twice
i told him you can have my cash but first you know i gotta ask
what made you want to live this kind of life
he said there ain’t no rest for the wicked
money don’t grow on trees
i got bills to pay i got mouths to feed
there ain’t nothing in this world for free
oh no i can’t slow down i can’t hold back
though you know i wish i could
oh no there ain’t no rest for the wicked
until we close our eyes for good
well now a couple hours passed and i was sitting in my house
the day was winding down and coming to an end
and so i turned on the tv and flipped it over to the news
and what i saw i almost couldn’t comprehend
i saw a preacher man in cuffs he’d taken money from the church
he’d stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
but even still i can’t say much because i know we’re all the same
oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills
you know there ain’t no rest for the wicked
money don’t grow on trees
we got bills to pay we got mouths to feed
there ain’t nothing in this world for free
oh no we can’t slow down we can’t hold back
though you know we wish we could
oh no there ain’t no rest for the wicked
until we close our eyes for good
Artist: Cage The Elephant
Year: 2009
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 224