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. And it's hard to make a stand. Yeah It's hard to make a 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.". And it's hard to make a stand.. And it's hard to make a stand.. Yeah It's hard to make a stand.. Yeah 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. And it's hard to make a stand. Oh It's hard to make a stand. Yeah it's hard to make a stand. I think it's hard to make a stand.