Karaoké Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore John Prine

While digestin'

Reader's Digest in the back of a dirty book store

A plastic flag with gum on the back fell out on the floor

Well I picked it up and I ran outside

Slapped it on my window shield

And if I could see old Betsy Ross

I'd tell her how good I feel

But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore

They're already overcrowded from your dirty little war

Now Jesus don't like killin'

No matter what the reason's for

And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore

Well I went to the bank this mornin' and the cashier said to me

If you join the Christmas club we'll give you ten of them flags for free

Well I didn't mess around a bit

I took him up on what he said

And I stuck them stickers all over my car and one on my wife's forehead

But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore

They're already overcrowded from your dirty little war

Now Jesus don't like killin'

No matter what the reason's for

And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore

Well I got my window shield so filled with flags I couldn't see

So I ran the car upside a curb right into a tree

By the time they got a doctor down

I was already dead

And I'll never understand why the man standin' in the Pearly Gates said

But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore

We're already overcrowded from your dirty little war

Now Jesus don't like killin'

No matter what the reason's for

And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore