Is it worth the waiting for
If we live for eighty four;
All we ever get is gruel!
Everyday we say our prayer.
Will they change the bill of fare?
Still we get the same old gruel!
There's not a crust, not a crumb can we find.
Can we beg, can we borrow, or cadge?
But there's nothing to stop us from getting a thrill
When we all close our eyes and imagine.
Food glorious food!
Hot sausage and mustard.
While we're in the mood,
Cold jelly and custard.
Peas, pudding, and saveloys,
What next is the question?
Rich gentlemen have it all,
Indigestion!
Food glorious food!
We're anxious to try it.
Three banquets a day,
Our favourite diet.
Just picture a great big steak,
Fried, roasted, or stewed.
Oh food
Wonderful food
Marvellous food
Glorious food!
Food glorious food!
Don't care what it looks like.
Burnt, underdone, crude.
Don't care what the cook's like.
[Oliver]
Just thinking of growing fat,
Our senses go reeling.
One moment of knowing that
Full-up feeling!
Food glorious food!
What wouldn't we give for.
That extra bit more,
That's all that we live for.
Why should we be fated to
Do nothing but brood
On food
Magical food
Wonderful food
Marvellous food
Fabulous food
[Oliver]
Beautiful food
Glorious food!
[Thanks to lin for correcting these lyrics]