Flags

Lyrics by：Chris Martin/Guy Berryman/Jonny Buckland/Will Champion

Chris Martin：

Talk among the skeletons this morning

Aside from all the medicine and health

If you could do it all again would you do it all the same

Is there something that you'd tell your former self

There were those that wished they'd spun upon a jukebox

There were pirates who had never seen the sea

But the one recurring theme the one recurring dream they had

Was to be whatever they wanted to be

Chris Martin/Will Champion：

To be Pyotr Tchaikovsky

To be free like everyone else

There will be no flags to warn me no

'Cause I just want to be myself

Chris Martin：

You may telephone in through a ouija

Is there any advice that you could give

When you know you're not like them

Do you know La Varsovienne

I know that I am living but can you show me how to live

Chris Martin/Will Champion：

And the Holy Roman Army

Said your heart beats like everyone else

You don't need no flags to tell you who you are so say

I just want to be myself

Chris Martin：

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la

Chris Martin/Will Champion：

There's an aura that surrounds me

There's a different kind of wealth

And I don't need flags to know you're really something

And I just love you for yourself

Oh I just love you for yourself

Chris Martin：

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la la-la-la-la la-la-la-la