http://gristmill.grist.org/story/2006/5/19/194157/712#1
Thanks d.
The status of becoming anti-gas-guzzler-status. Kind of dialectic!
Saw a huge, obscene stretch hummer limo out in front of a prom party at the Duluth convention center last night. Teens seeking status.
I was there for a John Prine concert. He revived his Vietnam era anti-war song.
Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore
© John Prine
"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 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 him 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."
Commenting before the last chorus: "I wrote this song in 1968, and put it on the mantle in 1975. I revived it by a special request from the president. He doesn't know it, but he asked for it."
He did his new anti-war song too. To thunderous roaring applause!
"Have you ever noticed, when you're feeling really good
There's always a pidgeon, that'll come shit on your hood
Or you're feeling your freedom, and the world's off your back
Some cowboy from taxas, starts his own war in iraq"
"Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind
They lie through their teeth, with their head up their behind
You open up their hearts and here's what you'll find
Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind"
http://www.lyricsdir.com/john-prine-some-humans-aint-human-lyrics.html
