Soul Got Out of the Box

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 a unpaved road. The soul kept shooting like an untouched woman, Weeping (without tears) The wind was very fine, The wind was very fine. The soul kept shooting like an untouched woman, Weeping, without tears. Hello doomsday, could you be my friend? My soul got out of 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 shooting, Keep in shooting till the doomsday. Hello doomsday, could you be my friend? My soul got out of hand, Come on doomsday, I'm feeling lost Since the soul got out of the box. Hello doomsday, could you be my friend? My soul got out of hand, Come on doomsday, I'm feeling lost Since the soul got out of the box. We don't need words no more, We don't need words no more, Don't need Don't need We don't need words no more, World took a trip on the night train We don't need We don't need Words no more Untouched woman, woman, woman Untouched woman, woman, woman Untouched woman, woman, woman Untouched woman (What's she bring?)