Lyrics: Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

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 evening will be nice and you can go and send me on my way,

I said your such a sweet young thing, why do you do this to yourself.

She looked at me and this it what she said

Oh there aint no rest for the wicked, money dont grow on trees.

I got bills to pay i got mouths to feed, there aint nothing in this world for free.

I know i cant slow down, i cant hold back,

Though you know i wish i could,

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


Not even 15 minutes later after walking down the street, when i saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight.

And then he swept up from behind and put a gun up to my head, he made it clear he wasn’t looking for a fight.

He said give me all you got, i want your money not your life but if you try to make a move i wont 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 aint no rest for the wicked, money dont grow on trees.

I got bills to pay i got mouths to feed, there aint nothing in this world for free.

I know i cant slow down, i cant hold back,

Though you know i wish i could,

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

Well now a couple hours past, and i was sittin' in my house the day was winding dow and coming to an end,

So i turned to the tv and flipped it over to the news and what i saw i almost couldnt comprehend.

I saw a preacher man in cuffs hed taken money from the church, hed stuffed his bank accoount with riteous dollar bills.

But even still i cant say much because i know were all the same, oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills.

Oh there aint no rest for the wicked, money dont grow on trees.

We got bills to pay we got mouths to feed, there aint nothing in this world for free.

We know we cant slow down, we cant hold back,

Though you know we wish we could,

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