Hard To Make A Stand

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 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 standHard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standMy friend, o lawdy,Went to take care of her own body,And she got shot down in the roadShe 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 standHard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standWe 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 wasting""Hey there Miscreation,We all need a celebration"And it's hard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a stand