Portugal The Man

Soul Got Out Of The Box (feat. Yoko Ono)

Portugal The Man


The soul got out of the box
The soul got out of the box
The soul got out of the memory box
And placed itself on an unpaved road

The soul kept shivering like an untouched woman
Weeping (without tears)
The wind was very fine
The wind was very fine
The soul kept shivering like an untouched woman
Weeping, without tears

Hello doomsday, could you be my friend?
My soul got out of the hand
Come on doomsday
I'm feeling lost
Since the soul got out of the box

Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday

We don't need words no more
We don't need words no more
All you have to do is keep on shivering
Keep on shivering 'till the doomsday

Hello doomsday, could you be my friend?
My soul got out of the hand
Come on doomsday
I'm feeling lost

Hello doomsday, could you be my friend?
My soul got out of the hand
Come on doomsday
I'm feeling lost
Since the soul got out of the box

You don’t need words no more
You don’t need words no more
You don’t need, you don't need
You don’t need words no more

You don’t need words no more
You don’t need words no more
You don’t need, you don't need
You don’t need words no more

The world took a trip on the night train
You don’t need, you don't need
You don’t need words no more

Untouched woman, woman, woman
Untouched woman, woman, woman
Untouched woman, woman, woman
Wo-wo-wo wo-wo-woman, untouched woman
Shivering, shivering, untouched woman
Shivering, shivering, untouched woman
Shivering, woman, woman
Untouched woman