Hard To Make A Stand

<br>Old James Dean Monroe<br>Hands out flowers at the Shop-N-Go<br>Hopes for money but all he gets is fear<br>And the wind blows up his coat<br>And this he scribbles on a perfume note<br>"If I`m not here, then you`re not here"<br>And he says, "Call me Miscreation,<br>I`m a walking celebration"<br><br>[Chorus]<br>And it`s hard to make a stand<br>Hard to make a stand<br>Hard to make a stand<br>Hard to make a stand<br><br>My friend, o lawdy,<br>Went to take care of her own body,<br>And she got shot down in the road<br>She looked up before she went,<br>Said, "This isn`t really what I meant"<br>And the daily news said,"Two with one stone"<br>And I say, "Hey there, Miscreation,<br>Bring a flower, time is wasting"<br><br>Chorus<br><br>We got loud guitars and big suspicions,<br>Great big guns and small ambitions,<br>And we still argue over who is God<br>And I say, "Hey there Miscreation,<br>we all need a revelation"<br><br>Chorus