No Peace For the Wicked
No peace for the wicked
No way, no how
If you've gone and done it
You gotta pay somehow
No use complaining about the hand that feeds
Now you know that it's raining
How come you talk to me?
How come you talk to me?
Well, yeah
Well, your friends in high places
Won't bail you out this time
With all your social graces
It's like a pantomime
Feeling so uneasy
You can't tell friend from foe
You're always looking back to see
Who's coming through the door
You sold protection
Fed the common fear
Took 'yes' for an answer
You didn't see the tears
Collecting for the loanshark with the silken fist
Now you've crossed the 'company'
With the Judas kiss
They've got you on the list, yeah
You're like a loaded heater
Just about to go off on the street
You need a baby sitter
To pick you up if you can't stand the heat, yeah
No peace for the wicked
No way, no how
If you've gone and done it
You gotta pay somehow
No use complaining about the hand that feeds
Now you know that it's raining
How come you talk to me?
How come you talk to me?
Yeah
Well, your friends in low places
Have tightened up the screw
They've made this town a nightmare
You're trapped, what can you do?
The quality of mercy
Is really out of reach
Don't call on the ones you peeled
Practice what you preach
No way, no how
If you've gone and done it
You gotta pay somehow
No use complaining about the hand that feeds
Now you know that it's raining
How come you talk to me?
How come you talk to me?
Well, yeah
Well, your friends in high places
Won't bail you out this time
With all your social graces
It's like a pantomime
Feeling so uneasy
You can't tell friend from foe
You're always looking back to see
Who's coming through the door
You sold protection
Fed the common fear
Took 'yes' for an answer
You didn't see the tears
Collecting for the loanshark with the silken fist
Now you've crossed the 'company'
With the Judas kiss
They've got you on the list, yeah
You're like a loaded heater
Just about to go off on the street
You need a baby sitter
To pick you up if you can't stand the heat, yeah
No peace for the wicked
No way, no how
If you've gone and done it
You gotta pay somehow
No use complaining about the hand that feeds
Now you know that it's raining
How come you talk to me?
How come you talk to me?
Yeah
Well, your friends in low places
Have tightened up the screw
They've made this town a nightmare
You're trapped, what can you do?
The quality of mercy
Is really out of reach
Don't call on the ones you peeled
Practice what you preach
Credits
Writer(s): Rory Gallagher
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- The Best Of Rory Gallagher At The BBC
- Cradle Rock (Live on BBC "Sounds of the Seventies" / 1973)
- All Around Man – Live In London
- Moonchild (Live At The Town & Country Club, London, UK / 1990)
- Heaven's Gate (Live At The Town & Country Club, London, UK / 1990)
- Continental Op (Live At The Town & Country Club, London, UK / 1990)
- Deuce (50th Anniversary)
- Deuce (50th Anniversary)
- Live In San Diego '74
- In Full Flight
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