Hard to Make a Stand lyrics

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

Hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

My friend, o lordy

Went to take care of her own body

And 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 wasting"

And it's hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

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 wasting

I say, "Hey there, Miscreation

We all need a celebration"

And it's hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand

Hard to make a stand