In Hell I'll Be in Good Company (feat. Albert Lee)

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