Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live for eighty four
All we ever get is gruel!
Every day 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 catch,
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, boys, 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
Marvelous food
Glorious food
Food, glorious food!
What is there more handsome?
Gulped, swallowed or chewed
Still worth a kings ransom.
What is it we dream about?
Wat brings on a sigh?
Piled peaches and cream about
Six feet high!
Food, glorious food!
Eat right through the menu.
Just loosen your belt
Two inches and then you
Work up a new appetite.
In this interlude
Then food,
Once again, food
Fabulous food,
Glorious food.
Food, glorious food!
Don't care what it looks like
Burned!
Underdone!
Crude!
Don't care what the cook's like.
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,
Beautiful food,
Glorious foooooood