Your Flag Decal Won`t Get You Into Heave — текст песни (John Prine)

While digesting Reader`s Digest
In the back of a dirty book store,
A plastic flag, with CUM on the back,
Fell out on the floor.
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
Slapped on my window shield,
And if I could see old Betsy Ross
I tell her how good I feel.

Chorus:
But your flag decal won`t get you
Into Heaven any more.
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 any more.

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 her up on what he said.
And I stuck them stickers all over my car
And one on my wife`s forehead.

Repeat Chorus:

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 any more.
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 any more.