In Hell I’Ll Be In Good Company - The Dead South (Lyrics)

In Hell I’Ll Be In Good Company Lyrics Video. Real-Time song lyrics, chord form 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 missspells 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