Текст песни Food, Glorious Food - Remastered - Lionel Bart

Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live till 84
All we ever get is
Gruel

Everyday 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 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 (wow)
Peas, pudding, saveloys
What next? is the question
Rich gentleman have it, boys
Indigestion!

Food, glorious 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
What is that emore handsome?
Gluped, swallowed or chewed
Still worth a king's ransom
What is it we dream about?
What brings on an sigh?
Piled pieahes 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
The 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
Beeautiful food!

Glorious food!