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Ain't No Rest For The Wicked - Vintage Jazz Cage The Elephant Cover ft. Joey Cook
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jared Champion
Jared Champion
Songwriter
Matt Shultz
Matt Shultz
Composer
Brad Shultz
Brad Shultz
Songwriter
Lincoln Parish
Lincoln Parish
Composer
Daniel Tichenor
Daniel Tichenor
Songwriter

Lyrics

Well I was walking down the street When out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approaching me She said I've never seen a man Who looks so all alone Well could you use a little company? Well If you pay the right price Your evening could be nice Or you can go and send me on my way I said your such a sweet young thing Oh why you do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said She 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 No I can't slow down I can't hold back Though you know I wish I could No cause there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good Fifteen minutes later After walking down the street 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 know you know I've got to 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 But ain't nothing in this world for free No I can't slow down I can't hold back Though you know I wish I could You know there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good -Instrumental Break- Well now a couple hours pass 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 Taking money from the church He had a bank account with righteous dollar bills But even still I can't say much Cause I know we're all the same Oh yeah 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 And there ain't nothing in this world for free No I can't slow down I can't hold back Though you know I wish we could You know there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good You know there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good For good
Writer(s): Jared Champion, Lincoln Parish, Daniel Tichenor, Matt Shultz, Brad Shultz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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