In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company Songtext
von William Shatner
In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company Songtext
Dead love, couldn′t go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push, shoved, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain't comin′ home with you
Yeah, my life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe, I don't know what I′m gonna do
•••
I see my redhead, 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, shoved, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain′t comin' 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, I don't know what I'm gonna do
•••
I see my redhead, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, Hell′s bells, miss spells knock 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
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push, shoved, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain't comin′ home with you
Yeah, my life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe, I don't know what I′m gonna do
•••
I see my redhead, 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, shoved, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord, I ain′t comin' 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, I don't know what I'm gonna do
•••
I see my redhead, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, Hell′s bells, miss spells knock 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
Writer(s): Colton Crawford, Daniel Kenyon, Nathaniel Hilts, Scott Pringle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
