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"

[Chorus]
And it's hard to make a stand
And it's hard to make a stand
It's hard to make a stand
It's hard to make s stand

My friend, o lawdy,
Went to take care of her body,
And 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"

[Chorus]

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 revelation"

[Chorus]

Writer : CROW, SHERYL / BOTTRELL, BILL / WOLFE, TODD STEWART / BRYAN, SCOTT
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., STAGE THREE SONGS