For Tomorrow Songtext

von Blur

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

Sing 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)

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

(Jim stops and gets out of the car, goes to a house in Emperors gate,
Thought the door and to his room, then he puts the TV on, turns it off and
Makes some tea, says Modern Life Is Rubbish, then Susan comes into the room,
The'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.)