Food, Glorious Food (from Oliver!) piano leadsheet with chords

Is it worth the waiting for?

If we live to eighty four,

all we ever get is gruel.

Ev'ry day we say a prayer,

will they change the bill of fare?

Still we get the same old gruel.

There is 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 imgaine...

Food glorious food!

Hot sausage and mustard.

While we're in the mood, cold jelly and custard.

Pease pudding and saveloys;

what's 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!

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, wonderful food, marvelous food,

glorious food.

food, magical food, wonderful food, marvelous food,

fabulous food, beautiful food, glorious food.