Prine john your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore lyrics

While digesting Reader's Digest in the back of the dirty book store

 A plastic flag with a gun on the back fell out on the floor

 Well I picked it up and I ran outside and slapped it on my windshield

 And if I could see old Betsy Ross, I'd tell her how good I feel

 

 Chorus:   But your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore

               They're already overcrowded from your dirty little war

               And Jesus don't like killing 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 morning 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

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 Well I got my windowshield so filled up with flags I couldn't see

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

 By the time they got a doctor down, I was already dead

 And I'll never understand why the man standing in the pearly gate said

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