Randy Newman – The World Isnt Fair (Guitar)

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When Karl Marx were a boy, he took a hard look a-round;

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He saw people were starving all over the place,

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While others were painting the town.

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The public spirited boy, became a public spirited man.

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So he worked very hard, and he read every-thing,

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Un-til he came up with a plan.

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There'll be no exploi-tation, of the worker or his kin.

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 No dis-crimi-nation, 'cos the colour of your skin.

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No one could rise too high, no once could sink too low,

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Or go under com-pletely, like some we all know.

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If Marx were living to-day, he'd be rolling a-round in his grave.

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And if I had him here, in my mansion on the hill,

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I'd tell him a story; t'would give his old heart a chill.

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It's something that happened to me.

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I'd say, Karl I recently stumbled, into a new fami-ly.

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With two little children in school, where all little children should be.

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I went to the orien-tation; all the young mommies were there.

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Karl, you never have seen such a glorious sight,

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As these beautiful women, ar-rayed for the night.

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Just like Countesses, Empresses, movie stars and queens.

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And they'd come there with with men much like me;

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 Froggish men, un-pleasant to see.

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Were you to kiss one, Karl; merry a prince would there be.

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See Karl, the world isn't fair; it isn't and never will be.

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They tried out your plan; it brought misery in-stead.

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If you'd seen how they worked it, you'd be glad you were dead.

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Just like I'm glad I'm living in the land of the free,

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Where the rich just get richer, and the poor you don't ever have to see.

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It would de-press us, Karl, because we care...

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That the world, still isn't... fair.