Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

I was walking down the street

When out the corner of my eye

I saw a pretty little thing approaching me

She said: I've never seen a man

Who looks so all alone

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

I know I can't slow down

I can't hold back

Though you know, I wish I could

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 a shadow of a man creep out of sight

Then he walks up from behind

And puts 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 got to 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

I know I can't slow down

I can't hold back

Though you know, I wish I could

No there ain't no rest for the wicked

Until we close our eyes for good

Now a couple hours passed

And I was sitting at my house

The day was winding down and coming to an end

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's 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've all got to satisfy those thrills

Oh, 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

I know we can't slow down

We can't hold back

Though you know, we wish we could

No there ain't no rest for the wicked

Until we close our eyes for good