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 Hard to make a stand Hard to make a stand Hard to make a stand My friend
o lawdy
Went to take care of her own 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] 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
we all need a revelation" [Chorus] |
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