Letra de Hard To Make A Stand
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 (yeah) And it's hard to make a stand (whoa) Yeah, it's hard to make a standMy friend, oh 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 say, "Hey there, Miscreation Bring a flower, time is wastin'"And it's hard to make a stand And it's hard to make a stand Oh, it's hard to make a stand You know it's hard to make a stand Yes, 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 wastin'" I say, "Hey there, Miscreation We all need a celebration"And it's hard to make a stand (hey) And it's hard to make a stand Oh, it's hard to make a stand (whoa, oh) Yeah, it's hard to make a stand Oh, I think it's hard to make a stand Okay