Food, Glorious Food - Remastered Lionel Bart

[BOYS]
Is it worth the waiting for
If we live till eighty-four
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 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
In-di-gestion!