[Strophe]
        G                             C 
While digesting Readers Digest in the back of a dirty book store 
  D                                                 G 
A plastic flag with gum on the back Fell out on the floor. 
       G                                                       C 
Well I picked it up and ran outside And slapped it on my windowshield. 
       D                                                 G 
And If I could see old Betsy Ross Id tell her how good I feel.
[Refrain]
          C                             G 
But, your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore. 
          D                           G 
They’re already overcrowded From your dirty little war 
    C                                  G 
Now Jesus don’t like Killin’ No matter what the reasons for. 
         D                                       G     Bb  C  D 
And your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore.
[Strophe]
       G                                     C 
Well I went to the Bank this morning And the cashier said to me 
D                                                                   G 
If you join the Christmas Club We'll give you ten of them flags for free. 
G                                                    C 
I didn’t mess a round a bit I took him up on what he said 
    D                                                           G 
And stuck them stickers all over my car And one on my wifes forehead.
[Refrain]
          C                             G 
But, your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore. 
          D                           G 
They’re already overcrowded From your dirty little war 
    C                                  G 
Now Jesus don’t like Killin’ No matter what the reasons for. 
         D                                       G     Bb  C  D 
And your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore.
[Strophe]
       G                                                 C 
Well I got my windshield so filled with flags I couldn’t see 
     D                                         G 
So I ran my car upside a curb and right into a tree 
       G                                         C 
By the time they got a doctor down I was already dead, 
         D 
And I’ll never understand Why the man, 
                             G 
Standing in the Pearly Gates said…
[Refrain]
          C                             G 
But, your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore. 
        D                           G 
We’re already overcrowded From your dirty little war 
    C                                  G 
Now Jesus don’t like Killin’ No matter what the reasons for. 
         D                                       G     Bb  C  D 
And your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore.