Testo della canzone Ain't No Rest for the Wicked (Unpeeled) (Cage the Elephant), tratta dall'album Unpeeled

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked (Unpeeled) - Cage the Elephant

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?

And if you pay the right price, your evening will be nice
And 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
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
I'm still walking 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 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
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'm just sitting in my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
So I turned to the TV
And flipped it over 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

You know there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
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



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Shultz, Lincoln Parish, Brad Shultz, Jared Champion, Daniel Tichenor
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