Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked

Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox & Joey Cook - Pop, Cover
Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked
2 Plays
Duration: 3:30
Lyrics
Well 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 looked so all alone Well could you use a little company?" "If you pay the right price Your evening will be nice Sir, you can go and send me on my way" You said, "You're such a sweet young thing Oh why you do this to yourself?" She looked at me and this is what she said 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 And there ain't nothing in this world for free" "No I can't slow down, I can't hold back Though you know, I wish I could Because there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good" Fifteen minutes later After walking down the street I saw the shadow of a man creep 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 lookin' 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 know 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 And there ain't nothing in this world for free" "No I can't slow down, I can't hold back Though you know, I wish I could You know there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good" [Instrumental] Well now a couple hours passed And I was sitting at my house The day was winding down and coming to an end An' 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 Taken money from the church He had a bank account with righteous dollar bills But even still, I can't say much Cause I know we're all the same Oh yeah, 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 No I can't slow down, I can't hold back Though you know, I wish I could You know, there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good You know, there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good For good
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Credits
- Writers
- Jared Champion
- Lincoln Parish
- Brad Shultz
- Matt Shultz
- Daniel Tichenor