He's a twentieth century boy

With his hands on the rails

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

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

X3

Holding on for tomorrow

Oh oh oh oh oh

She's a twentieth century girl

With her hands on the wheel

Trying not to make him sick again

Seeing what she can borrow

Londons so nice back in your seamless rhymes

But were were lost on the westway

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

X3

Holding on for tomorrow

Trying not to be sick again

And holding for tomorrow

She's a twentieth century girl

Hanging on for dear life

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

X3

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 lets take a drive to primrose hill

Its windy there and the views so nice

London ice can freeze your toes

Like anyone I suppose

I'm

Holding on for tomorrow