Shannon Curfman - Hard To Make A Stand Lyrics
Old james dean monroeHands out flowers at the shop-n-goHopes for moneyBut all he gets is fearAnd the wind blows up his coatAnd this he scribbles on a purfume note:if Im not here, then youre not here.And he says:call me miscreation,Im a walking celebration.And its hard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standMy friend, oh lawdyWent to take care of her own bodyShe got shot down in the roadShe looked up before she wentSaid, this isnt 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 its hard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standWe got loud guitars and big suspicionsGreat big guns and small ambitionsWe still argue over who is godAnd I say, hey there, miscreation,Bring a flower, time is wasting.I say, hey there, miscreation,We all need a revelation.And its hard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a standHard to make a stand
