In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company
by The Dead Southon Served LiveIt’s about a man who, uh, murders his cheating wife and is super stoked to go to hell with her, and uh, it sounds grim
- Danny Kenyon, cellist of The Dead South[Verse 1: Nate, Nate & Scott]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2: Nate, Nate & Scott]
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
[Chorus: Danny]
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
[Outro: Nate, Nate & Scott]
In Hell I'll be in good company
In Hell I'll be in good company