Old James Dean Monroe
Hands out flowers at the Shop-N-Go
Hopes for money but all he gets is fear
And the wind blows up his coat
And this he scribbles on a perfume note
"If I'm not here, then you're not here"
And he says
"Call me Miscreation, I'm a walking celebration"
And it's hard to make a stand
Yeah and it's hard to make a stand (whoa)
Yeah it's hard to make a stand
My friend, O' Lawdy
Went to take care of her own body
She got shot down in the road
She looked up before she went
Said, "This isn't really what I meant"
And the Daily News said, "Two with one stone"
And I say
"Hey there, Miscreation, bring a flower, time is wastin'"
And it's hard to make a stand
And it's hard to make a stand
Oh it's hard to make a stand
You know it's hard to make a stand
Yes it is
We got loud guitars and big suspicions
Great big guns and small ambitions
And we still argue over who is God
And I say
"Hey there, Miscreation, bring a flower, time is wastin'"
I say
"Hey there, Miscreation, we all need a celebration"
And it's hard to make a stand (yeah)
And it's hard to make a stand
Oh it's hard to make a stand (whoa, oh)
Yeah it's hard to make a stand
Oh, I think it's hard to make a stand
Okay
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