Food, Glorious Food (from Oliver!) sing and play along

Is it worth the waiting for?

If we live 'til 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's not a crust;

not a crumb we can 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!

Pease 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, glorious food, wonderful food,

marvellous food!