She said i'd never seen a man, who looked so all alone. Oh could ya use a little company.

If you pay the right price your evenin would be nice and you can go and send me on my way

If you pay the right price, your evening could be nice and you could 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:

I said you're such a sweet lil' thing, oh why'd you do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said:

oh there ain't no rest for the wicked

YOU GOTTA WALK THIS WAY TALK THIS WAY

We got bills to pay, yeah we got mouths to feed.

Ain't nothing in this world for free.
And we can't slow down, we can't just stop even though, we wish, we could.

Yeah there aint no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

*guitar lick*
And only 15 minutes later outta the corner of my eye I saw the shadow of a man, slip outta sight.

And then he swept up from behind, he put a gun up to his head he made it clear he wasn't lookin for a fight.

He said, gimme all you got I wantcha money not ya life and if you try to make a move I won't think twice.

I said that you could have my cash but first you know i gotta ask, what made want to live this kinda life?

He said there ain't no rest for the wicked.
And money don't grow on trees.

I got bills to pay and i got mouths to feed. You know there's nothin' in this world for free.

And we can't slow down, we can't just stop even though, we wish, we could.

Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.

Now a couple hours past and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and coming to an end.

I flipped on the tv, turned it to the news and what saw i couldn't comprehend/.

I saw a preacher man in cuffs,
taking money from the church
he stuffed his bank account with righteous dolla 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.

Because there ain't no rest for the wicked.
And money don't grow on trees.

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