in hell i'll be in good company

Singer:dead south, the

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

Lyric Context: in hell i'll be in good company - dead south, the