Lyrics

It feels like a hundred yearsCos we've been waiting a hundred yearsWaiting for a winner from these shoresThen we get two, one right after the other
 
We never really got to the party before nowSure we got close but no cigar up until nowBut this time the party's coming to our doorLe grand depart de tour
 
It's a carnival of carnivals and it's coming to my townThe world is watching us, the rise and falls the ups and downsSo watch your back boys it's chess on wheelsWith legs of steel
 
This is a beautiful placeOh it's not perfect but it's a beautiful placeA cracking backdrop for the ultimate raceSo bring it on bring it on
 
A million people line the streetIn yellow, polka dot and greenAnd it won't cost you a penny cos it's freeAnd that appeals to the Yorkshire man in me