(Todd Wolfe, R. Scott Bryan, Sheryl Crow and Bill Botrell)
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Old James Dean Monroe
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Hands out flowers at the Shop-n-Go
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Hopes for money
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But all he gets is fear
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And the wind blows up his coat
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And this he scribbles on a purfume note:
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"If I'm not here, then you're not here."
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And he says:
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"Call me Miscreation,
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I'm a walking celebration."
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Chorus:
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And it's hard to make a stand
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Hard to make a stand
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Hard to make a stand
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Hard to make a stand
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My friend, oh lawdy
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Went to take care of her own body
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She got shot down in the road
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She looked up before she went
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Said, "This isn't really what I meant."
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And the daily news said:
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"Two with one stone."
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And I say, "Hey there, Miscreation,
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Bring a flower, time is wasting."
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Chorus
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We got loud guitars and big suspicions
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Great big guns and small ambitions
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We still argue over who is God
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And I say, "Hey there, Miscreation,
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Bring a flower, time is wasting."
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I say, "Hey there, Miscreation,
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We all need a revelation."
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Chorus
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Hard to make a stand
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| Shannon Curfman |
