I was walkin' 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 looked so all alone
Oh 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.
You’re such a sweet young thing
Why did you do this to yourself?
She looked at me and she said
No no 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 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 there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good
Not even 15 minutes later
I’m still 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 got
I want your money not your life
But if you try to make a move I won’t think twice
I said take my cash
But first I gotta ask
What made you live this kind of life?
And he said
Well now a couple hours passed
And I was sitting in my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
So I turned to 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
Taken money from the church
Stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
But I can’t say much
Because I know we’re all the same
We all need to satisfy those thrills