Sheryl Crow - Hard To Make A Stand Lyrics
Old james dean monroeHands out flowers at the shop-n-goHopes for money but all he gets is fearAnd the wind blows up his coatAnd this he scribbles on a perfume noteif Im not here, then youre not hereAnd he says,call me miscreation,Im a walking celebration[chorus]And its hard to make a standAnd its hard to make a standIts hard to make a standIts hard to make s standMy friend, o lawdy,Went to take care of her body,And she got shot down in the roadShe looked up before she went,Said, this isnt really what I meantAnd the daily news said, two with one stoneAnd I say,hey there, miscreation,Bring a flower, time is wastingChorusYes it isWe got loud guitars and big suspicions,Great big guns and small ambitions,And we still argue over who is godAnd I say,hey there, miscreation,Bring a flower, time is wastingI say,hey there, miscreation,We all need a revelationChorus