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" And it's hard to make a stand, yeah And it's hard to make a stand Yea, it's hard to make a stand My friend, o lawdy, 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 wasting" And it's hard to make a stand And it's hard to make a stand And it's hard to make a stand You know 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" 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 Yeah, it's hard to make a stand Oh, I think it's hard to make a stand