The World Isn’t Fair (2003) Randy Newman

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[Verse 1]
When Karl Marx was a boy
He took a hard look around
He saw people were starving all over the place
While others were painting the town (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh)
The public-spirited boy
Became a public-spirited man
So he worked very hard and he read everything
Until he came up with a plan

[Bridge]
There'll be no exploitation of the worker or his kin
No discrimination 'cause the color of your skin
No more private property
Would not be allowed
No onе could rise too high
No one could sink too low
Or go under complеtely like some we all know

[Verse 2]
If Marx were living today
He'd be rolling around in his grave
And if I had him here in my mansion on the hill
I'd tell him a story 'twould give his old heart a chill
It's something that happened to me