Sing Us a Song, You're a Marmite Man

[Verse] Saturday night And the pubs are all packed There's a man with a jar In the corner he sat He spreads the weird stuff on a piece of toast To some he's the devil To others a host [Verse 2] He’s got fans who adore And haters who scream Marmite's his muse His wonderful dream Whether you love it or whether you cry He spreads it on thick and reaches the sky [Chorus] Sing us a song You’re the Marmite man Sing us a song tonight Well We're all in the mood for some breakfast cheer And you've got us feeling alright [Verse 3] A girl with her coffee says "Why does he care? That sticky stuff in his wild ginger hair." He just smiles and winks He knows what’s fair You gotta love the taste Or you pull out your hair [Verse 4] Old Tim at the bar says "Give me a smear It’s been far too long It’s my favorite beer!" The Marmite man laughs Pulls out his knife And Tim’s toast is golden His breakfast in life [Chorus] Sing us a song You’re the Marmite man Sing us a song tonight Well We're all in the mood for some breakfast cheer And you've got us feeling alright