Ain't No Rest for the Wicked - Live From The Vic In Chicago

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 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
 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
 And 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 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
 Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked
 Until we close our eyes for good"
 Yeah
 (He was a... You know it... He was a...)
 Well now a couple hours passed
 And I was sitting at my house
 The day was winding down and coming to an end
 An' 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'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
 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
 Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked
 Until we close our eyes for good