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
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
row row row row
She's a twentieth century girl
with her hands on the wheel
Trying not to make him sick again
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 we can wait until 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
row row row row
We're trying not to be sick again
and holding on for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl
holding 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
row row
Jim stops and gets out the car
Goes to a house
in Emperor's Gate
Through the door
and to his room
Then he puts the TV on
Turns it off and makes some tea
Says modern life well it's rubbish
I'm
holding on for tomorrow
row row
Then Susan comes into the room
She's a naughty girl
with a lovely smile
Says take a 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're
holding on for tomorrow
Oh ho