Just blowing my harp and Riding the blues away...
Something Wikked this way comes...

Cage the Elephant “No Rest For The Wicked”
(he was a)
(you know he)
(he was a)
I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye i saw a pretty little thing approaching me
She said "i neva' seen a man who looked so all alone and 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 oh why you do this to yourself she looked at me and this is what she said
Oh there aint no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay i got mouths to feed there 'aint nothin in this world for free
Oh no i can't slow down i can't hold back oh 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 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 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 but first you know i gotta ask what made you wanna live this kind of life he said
Oh there aint no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay i got mouths to feed there 'aint nothin in this world for free
Oh no i can't slow down i can't hold back oh you know i wish i could
Oh no there 'aint no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good
(you know he)
(he was a)
(you know he)
(he was a)
Well now a couple hours past
And i was sitting in my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
And so i turned on the t.v
And flicked it over to the news
And what i saw i almost couldn't comprehend
I saw a preacher man in cuffs he taking 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 all seek out the satisfying that was thrill
Oh there aint no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
We got bills to pay we got mouths to feed there 'aint nothin in this world for free
Oh no we can't slow down we can't hold back oh you know we wish we could
Oh no there 'aint no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good



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