Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore-John Prine/Iris Dement

While digesting 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 feelBut 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 morning and the cashier he 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 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 gates said"But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymoreWe're already overcrowded from your dirty little war""Now Jesus don't like killin', no matter what the reason's forAnd your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore"