He's a 20th century boy
With his hands on the rails
He's trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow
London ice cracks on a seamless line
He's hanging on for dear life
And so we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow
Singing la la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
Holding on for tomorrow
She's a 20th century girl
With her hand on the wheel
She's trying not to make him sick again
And seeing what she can borrow
London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes
But we're lost on the Westway
And so we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow
Singing la la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
Holding on for tomorrow
We're trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow
She's a 20th century girl
Hanging on for dear life
And so we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow
Singing la la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la-la-la
Holding on for tomorrow
(Holding on for tomorrow)
Jim stops and gets out the car
Goes to a house in Emperors gate
Through the door and to his room
Then he puts the TV on
Turns it off and makes some tea
Says, "Modern Life is Rubbish", I'm
Holding on for tomorrow
Then Susan comes into the room
She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile, says
"Time to drive to Primrose Hill
It's windy there and the view's so nice"
London ice can freeze your toes
Like anyone I suppose, you know they're
Holding on for tomorrow
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