Soul Trader - The Divine Comedy

Soul trader, you trade in souls

Evading tax and tolls

And we just can’t say no

Oh no

Ring master in the circus of charm

You’ve got to have her on your arm

And she just can’t say no

Oh no

Make it up to the man upstairs

I’m sure he’ll understand

Well, he’s probably your biggest fan

Soul trader, you trade in souls

With no restrictions and no controls

And we just can’t say no

Oh no

When you get where you’re going to

Write a postcard home

'Cause I don’t believe you even know

Where you’re going

Soul trader, you trade in souls

With no restriction and no controls

And we just can’t say no

No, no, no

We’ll never tell you no