For Tomorrow (Live At Union Chapel)
He's a twentieth century boy

With his hands on the rails

He’s trying not to be sick again

And holding on for tomorrow

London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes

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 twentieth century girl

With her hands on the wheel

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

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 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

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

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 Is Rubbish I'm

Holding on for tomorrow,

Then Susan comes into the room,

She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile,

Says let's 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

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

Hoo

It’s…now…