Never Your Soul - Those Poor Bastards

Do it!

Oh, yes

Maybe they’ll take all your money

Maybe you’ll live on the street

Maybe they’ll hunt you and trap you

Maybe you’ll crawl at your feet

They can do what they want with your body

But never can they touch your soul

Never can they touch your soul

Maybe you’ll lose all you worked for

Maybe they’ll laugh at your worry

Maybe you’ll turn to the bottle

Maybe you’ll fall in a hurry

They can do what they want with your body

But never can they touch your soul

Never can they touch your soul

The Minister, now!

Maybe the truth doesn’t matter

Maybe the lies are much stronger

Maybe you’ve run all you care to

Maybe you won’t run no longer

They can do what they want with your body

But never can they touch your soul

Never can they touch your soul