This is a song about labelling, judging and dividing. What do we gain from keeping ourselves apart? Will we always be like morning and sundown – part of the same system but never meeting?
Wicked is only a name and we only live once.
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Recorded back when The Printing Press was a two-piece, this version captures the song being played years before its release. MP3
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Lyrics
There's no rest for the wicked,
Cause 'wicked' is only a name.
But you know, when the shoe fits,
They'll call you it just the same.
And this ending is already come and gone.
When you're young, you're young for once.
Morning never sees sundown.
When he's awake, she's asleep.
And all their little children
See a little of each.
And this ending is already come and gone.
When you're young, you're young for once.
Nothing really matters.
Nobody's to blame.
When there's rest for the wicked,
They'll come a'calling my name.
And this ending is already come and gone.
When you're young, you're young for once.
