The Break of Day (Davis/Allen)
Every day we roll from town to town
We see another mom and pop just getting shut down
It’s the same five stores everywhere we go
The same damn music on the radio
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Can we just hold out until the break of day
You say the rent’s too high for you to pay
Corporation came in and made it that way
When they say they don’t spin songs in the minor key
It’s that the tunes too tough for the FCC
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Can we just hold out until the break of day
From Little Big Horn to the Rio Grande
It seems we’ve seen the last lemonade stand
All the flea markets and the paper routes
If you can’t trade in bulk you get muscled out
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Can we just hold out until the break of day
Troubled voices on the rise
Thunderheads are rolling down blue skies
I know winter’s come and gone
I can feel summer coming on strong
Can we hold on…
To all the signs on this crooked road
That point away from the day of the Comstock Lode
When easy street was just a mile away
From the dark of night into the light of day
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Can we just hold out until the break of day
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