🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The World Isn't Fair - Randy Newman

 When Karl Marx was  boy
 he  a hard look around
 He saw people were starving  over the place
 while  were painting the town
 The  spirited boy
  a public spirited man
  he worked very hard and he read everything
 until he came  with a plan
 
 There'll be no 
 of the worker or  kin
 No discrimination 'cause  the color of your
 skin
 No more private 
 It would not  allowed
  one could rise too high
 No  could sink too low
 or go  completely like some we all know
 
  Marx were living today
 he'd be rolling around in  grave
 And if I had him here in my mansion  the hill
 I'd tell him a story  give his old heart
 a chill
 
 It's something that  to me
 I'd say,  I recently stumbled
  a new family
 with two  children in school
  all little children should be
 
 I went to the 
  the young mommies were there
 Karl, you never have seen such  glorious sight
 as  beautiful women arrayed for the night
 just like countesses, empresses, movie  and
 queens
 And  come there with men much like me
 Froggish men, unpleasant to 
  you to kiss one, Karl
 Nary a prince would there 
 
 Oh Karl  world isn't fair
 It isn't  never will be
 They tried out  plan
 It  misery instead
 If you'd seen  they worked it
  be glad you were dead
 just like I'm glad  living in the land of the
 free
 where  rich just get richer
 and the  you don't ever have to see
 It would depress us, 
 Because we 
 that the world still  fair