so we hold each other tightly

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 life,

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

I'm holding on for tomorrow..