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  • no more room in hell

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    [Verse 1]
    She’s got oxblood boots and a carney’s laugh
    A silver spoon with a razor’s edge
    Veins as fine as rabbit hair
    Her blood runs cold as gravel in there
    She wears a derby hat and a black pea coat
    Stands on the stern of a cap-sized boat
    In a world washed a-flood with sin
    She cries out through a fang-lined grin

    [Chorus]
    There’s no more room in hell, boys
    No more room in hell
    Ain’t a plot of ground to keep a dead man down
    There’s no more room in hell
    There’s no more room in hell, boys
    No more room in hell
    Our souls we keep where the devil sleeps
    But there’s no more room in hell

    [Verse 2]
    We paddled across a sea of ash
    Sweat and blood and outstretched hands
    My eyes met with others there
    Some were strangers’ others friends’
    Drowned others just to reach that boat
    Our savior in the black pea coat
    Her marrow-fair hand wrung my wrist
    Leaned to an ear and whispered this

    [Chorus]
    There’s no more room in hell, boys
    No more room in hell
    Ain’t a plot of ground to keep a dead man down
    There’s no more room in hell
    There’s no more room in hell, boys
    No more room in hell
    Our souls we keep where the devil sleeps
    But there’s no more room in hell