Hard To Make A Stand - Sheryl Crow

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»

It’s hard to make a stand (yeah)

And it’s hard to make a stand (oh)

Yeah, it’s hard to make a stand

My friend, o lordy

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 said, «Hey there, Miscreation

Bring a flower, time is wasting»

It’s hard to make a stand

And it’s hard to make a stand

And it’s hard to make a stand

Oh, 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 wasting

I say, «Hey there, Miscreation

We all need a celebration»

It’s hard to make a stand (yeah)

And it’s hard to make a stand

Oh, it’s hard to make a stand (oh)

Yeah, it’s hard to make a stand

Oh, I think it’s hard to make a stand (okay)