Overture / Food, Glorious Food

Is it worth the waiting for
 If we live 'til 84?
 All we ever get is gruel, well
 Every day we say our prayer
 Will they change the bill of fare?
 Still, we get the same old gruel, well
 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
 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!
 Marvellous food!
 Glorious 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
 In this interlude
 Then, food!
 Once again, food!
 Fabulous 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 are 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!