She's got oxblood boots and a carney's laughna silver spoon with a razor's edgenVeins as fine as rabbit hairnher blood runs cold as gravel in therenShe wears a derby hat and a black pea coatnstands on the stern of a cap-sized boatnIn a world washed a-flood with sinnShe cries out through a fang-lined grinnnThere's no more room in hell, boysnno more room in hellnAin't a plot of ground to keep a dead man downnThere's no more room in hellnnThere's no more room in hell, boysnno more room in hellnOur souls we keep where the devil sleepsnbut there's no more room in hellnnWe paddled across a sea of ashnsweat and blood and outstretched handsnMy eyes met with others therensome were strangers' others friends'nDrowned others just to reach that boatnour savior in the black pea coatnher marrow-fair hand wrung my wristnleaned to an ear and whispered thisnnThere's no more room in hell, boysnno more room in hellnAin't a plot of ground to keep a dead man downnThere's no more room in hellnnThere's no more room in hell, boysnno more room in hellnOur souls we keep where the devil sleepsnbut there's no more room in hell