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Ain't No Rest for the Wicked (Live From The Vic In Chicago)

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked (Live From The Vic In Chicago)

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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 And could you use a little company? If you can pay the right price, your evening will be nice But 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 after 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 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 Well now a couple hours past 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 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 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

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