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
Holding on for tomorrow
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
So we hold each other tightly
hanging on for dear life
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 well it's Rubbish",
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 is so nice,
London ice can freeze your toes like anyone I suppose".
- 专辑：Modern Life Is Rubbish
- 歌手：Blur
- 歌曲：For Tomorrow