Sheryl Crow Hard To Make A Stand текст песни, слова песни Hard To Make A Stand Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow - Hard To Make A Stand
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
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";
And it's hard to make a stand
Hard to make a stand
Hard to make a stand
Hard to make a stand
We got loud guitars and big suspicions,
Great big guns and small ambitions,
And we still argue over who is God
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