For tomorrow
by Blur
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he´s a twentieth century boy, with his hands on the rails
trytng 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.
(chorus)
singing 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 and hold on for tomorrow
chorus
(middle)
trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow.
she´s a twentieth century girl hanging on for dear life
so we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
chorus
(jim stops and gets ou the car, goes to a house in emperors gate,
through the door and to his rrom, then he puts the tv on, turns
it off and makes some tea, says modern life it´s rubbish, then
susan comes into the room, she´s a naught girl with a lovely
smile and 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)
holding on for tomorrow
trytng 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.
(chorus)
singing 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 and hold on for tomorrow
chorus
(middle)
trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow.
she´s a twentieth century girl hanging on for dear life
so we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
chorus
(jim stops and gets ou the car, goes to a house in emperors gate,
through the door and to his rrom, then he puts the tv on, turns
it off and makes some tea, says modern life it´s rubbish, then
susan comes into the room, she´s a naught girl with a lovely
smile and 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)
holding on for tomorrow