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Ain't No Rest For The Wicked - 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've never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?

If you can 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,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know 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 fifteen minutes later
I'm still walking down the street,
When I saw a shadow of a man creep out of sight.
And then he sweeps up from behind
And puts 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 go like "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 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.
I know 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".

Now a couple hours have passed
And I was sitting at my house,
The day was winding down and coming to an end.
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 he'd taken 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 to satisfy those thrills

"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
We got bills to pay,
We got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know we can't slow down,
We can't hold back,
Though you know, we wish we could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good"

11 comentarios:

Moncha J Smith dijo...

Estoy escuchando el tema, mientras como pochoclos y miro a las vecinas del frente cambiarse para salir a danzar...todo me hace pensar que estoy vieja!

Jorge dijo...

Right!
Atte/
Jorge

GABU dijo...

Mmmmmm... Debo estar poniendome vieja indefectiblemente porque no me llega ni por inercia la onda de 'tus' pibes... :S

BESOS CON ALGO (?) DE ONDA

Hugo dijo...

Me los han recomendado, pero todavía estoy en el proceso de digerir otras tendencias musicales, como es el caso de los Wachiturros.

Cuando lo logre, seguiré con estos pibes.

VACACIONES EN ROMA dijo...

Naaaa....


Abrazo Mostri.

El Mostro dijo...

No Moncha querida, vieja no, de ninguna manera. Sabia y experimentada, asentada firmemente en la vida.
Besitos.

El Mostro dijo...

Saludos Jorge!

El Mostro dijo...

Gabu, efectivamente, estás entrando en la senectud. Esto me pasa por juntarme con gente mayor. Otro día te pongo algo de Nino Bravo.

Te quiero.

El Mostro dijo...

Hugo, me parece muy bien, uno tiene que explorar. El sábado exploré unas empanadas de la Villa Itatí, fritas de carne, de rechupete.

Un abrazo.

El Mostro dijo...

Neee, Etelvina.

cariños.

dakun02 dijo...

Gracias Mostro por tan lindo presente .....
Mi mente funciona de modo audio-visual, por lo que a una canción, la aprecio de una mejor manera que escuchando solo la música ......

Le mando otro presente de vuelta, espero que le guste:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgSPaXgAdzE

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