Your Flag Decal Wont Get You Into Heaven Anymore Cifras

[Verse 1]
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While digesting Reader's Digest
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In the back of a dirty book store,
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A plastic flag, with gum on the back,
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Fell out on the floor.
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Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
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Slapped on my window shield,
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And if I could see old Betsy Ross
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I tell her how good I feel.
 
[Chorus]
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But your flag decal won't get you
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Into Heaven any more.
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They're already overcrowded
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From your dirty little war.
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Now Jesus don't like killin'
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No matter what the reason's for,
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And your flag decal won't get you
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Into Heaven anymore.
 
[Verse 2]
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Well, I went to the bank this morning
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And the cashier he said to me,
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"If you join the Christmas club
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We'll give you ten of them flags for free. "
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Well, I didn't mess around a bit
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I took her up on what he said.
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And I stuck them stickers all over my car
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And one on my wife's forehead.
 
[Chorus]
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But, your flag decal won't get you 
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Into heaven  anymore 
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There already overcrowded 
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From your dirty little war
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Noe Jesus don't like the killin 
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No matter what the reasons for
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Ang your flag decal won't get you 
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into heaven anymore
 
[Verse 3]
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Well, I got my window shield so filled
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With flags I couldn't see.
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So, I ran the car upside a curb
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And right into a tree.
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By the time they got a doctor down
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I was already dead.
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And I'll never understand why the man
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Standing in the Pearly Gates said...
 
[Chorus]
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But your flag decal won't get you
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Into Heaven any more.
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We're already overcrowded
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From your dirty little war.
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Now Jesus don't like killin'
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No matter what the reason's for,
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And your flag decal won't get you
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Into Heaven anymore.
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