[WORKHOUSE BOYS]
Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live 'til eighty-four
All we ever get is gru-el
Everyday we say our prayers
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

[BOY 1]
Hot sausage and mustard

[WORKHOUSE BOYS]
While we're in the mood

[BOY 2]
Cold jelly and custard

[BOY 3]
Peas, pudding and saveloys
[WORKHOUSE BOYS]
What next is the question

[BOY 4]
Rich gentleman have it boys

[WORKHOUSE BOYS]
In-di-gestion!
Oh
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 the kings ransom
What is it we dream about?
What brings on a sigh?
[BOY 5]
Piled peaches and cream about

[WORKHOUSE BOYS]
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
There's 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 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
[OLIVER]
Beautiful food

[WORKHOUSE BOYS]
Glorious food