a short site about The Divine Comedy

French version

Soul Trader

Original version (3:02)

Soul trader, you trade in souls,
Evading tax and tolls
And we just can’t say no, 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, She just can’t say no.
Oh no.

Make it up to the man upstairs, Make it up to the man upstairs,
I’m sure he’ll understand. I’m sure he’ll understand.
Well, he’s probably your biggest fan. 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, We just can’t say no.
Oh no.

When you get where you’re going to, When you get where you’re going to,
Write a postcard home; Write a postcard home;
’Cause I don’t believe you even know I don’t believe you even know
Where you’re going. Where you’re going.

Soul trader, you trade in souls,
With no restriction and no controls
And we just can’t say no. We just can’t say no.
No, no, no,
We’ll never tell you no. We’ll never tell you no.