Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Hell I'll Be in Good Company, artist - The Dead South. Date of issue: 13.11.2014
Song language: English
In Hell I'll Be in Good Company |
| Dead love couldn’t go no further |
| Proud of and disgusted by her |
| Push shove, a little bruised and battered |
| Oh Lord I ain’t coming home with you |
| My life’s a bit more colder |
| Dead wife is what I told her |
| Brass knife sinks into my shoulder |
| Oh babe don’t know what I’m gonna do |
| I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee |
| My squeeze |
| The stage it smells, tells, hell’s bells, miss-spells |
| Knocks me on my knees |
| It didn’t hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt |
| Hang me on a tree |
| After I count down, three rounds, in hell I’ll be in good company |
| Dead love couldn’t go no further |
| Proud of and disgusted by her |
| Push shove, a little bruised and battered |
| Oh Lord I ain’t coming home with you |
| My life’s a bit more colder |
| Dead wife is what I told her |
| Brass knife sinks into my shoulder |
| Oh babe don’t know what I’m gonna do |
| I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee |
| My squeeze |
| The stage it smells, tells, hell’s bells, misspells |
| Knocks me on my knees |
| It didn’t hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt |
| Hang me on a tree |
| After I count down, three rounds, in hell I’ll be in good company |
| In hell I’ll be in good company |
| In hell I’ll be in good company |