Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live 'til eighty-four
All we ever get is gru...el!
Ev'ry [every] day we say our prayer -- Will they change the bill of fare?
Still we get the same old gru...el!
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!
Pease pudding and saveloys!
What next is the question?
Rich gentlemen have it, boys: In-di-gestion!
Mmmmmm... Food...
We're anxious to try it.
Three banquets a day
Our favorite 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.
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 food!
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Other versions have these verses (same music and maybe you could add your own favourite food):-
Food, glorious food!
What is there more handsome?
Gulped, swallowed or chewed -- Still worth a king's ransom!
What is it we dream about?
What 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.
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