Red and Black – they are our colours.
In the run-up to the Spring Classics, where 10 Baroudeurs will attempt the Paris-Roubaix Challenge on April 6, and with all the dark-hard winter riding we have shared, why not have a good cheery song to whistle to?!
‘Red and Black – The London Baroudeurs Version’ is inspired by the novel of Victor Hugo and it’s musical, Les Miserables, as well as the Theatrical Nonsense of a certain London Baroudeur (original score by Michel Schonberg, and lyrics by Alain Boubil) Video to song from 1.16 to 3.25http://youtu.be/iyjzBFzEW-I
Red and Black – The London Baroudeurs Version
It is time for us all to decide who we are,
Do we fight for the right to a ride at the Roubaix now?
Have you asked of yourself what’s the price you might pay?
Is it simply a game for middle-aged men in lycra to play?
The colours of the world are changing day by day.
Red – the blood of shaven legs!
Black – the dark of winter past!
Red – the col about to dawn!
Black- the tyres that spin at last!
Had you been there today, you might know how it feels
To be struck to the bone in a moment of breathless delight
Had you been there today, you might also have known,
How your world may be changed by just one touch of embrocation (or chamois)
And what was right seems wrong
And what was wrong seems right
Red – I feel my soul fly high!
Black – my Mur if she’s not there!
Red – the colour of thighs on fire!
Black – the colour of le Prix!
Disco, you’re no longer a child!
I do not doubt you mean it well
But now there is a higher call
Who cares about your padded shorts?
We strive towards a groupe de tête
Our Domestique lives don’t count at all
Red – the blood of barouding men!
Black – the doping of ages past!
Red – the lungs about to burst!
Black- the colours of les Baroudeurs!
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