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Cage The Elephant
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Ain't No Rest For The Wicked
Lyricist:Jared Champion, Lincoln Parish, David Shultz, Matthew Shultz, Daniel Tichenor
I was walkin' down the street, when out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approachin' 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 evenin' will be nice Or 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 nothin' in this world for free
I know 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 walkin' down the street When 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 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 wanna live this kind of life?
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 nothin' in this world for free
I know 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 sittin' at my house The day was windin' down and comin' 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 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 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 nothin' 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
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