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

 When Karl  was a boy
 he  a hard look around
 He saw people were starving all  the place
 while others were painting  town
 The public  boy
 became a  spirited man
 So he worked  hard and he read everything
 until he came  with a plan
 
  be no exploitation
 of the worker  his kin
 No discrimination 'cause of  color of your
 skin
 No more  property
 It would  be allowed
 No  could rise too high
 No  could sink too low
 or go under completely like some we all 
 
 If Marx  living today
 he'd be  around in his grave
 And if I had him  in my mansion on the hill
 I'd tell him a  t'would give his old heart
 a chill
 
 It's something that  to me
 I'd say, Karl I  stumbled
 into a  family
 with two  children in school
 where all little  should be
 
  went to the orientation
 All the  mommies were there
 Karl, you never have seen  a glorious sight
 as these beautiful women arrayed for the 
 just  countesses, empresses, movie stars and
 queens
  they'd come there with men much like me
  men, unpleasant to see
 Were you to  one, Karl
  a prince would there be
 
 Oh Karl the  isn't fair
 It  and never will be
 They tried out your 
 It brought  instead
 If you'd seen how  worked it
  be glad you were dead
 just like I'm glad I'm living  the land of the
 free
 where the rich just get 
 and the poor  don't ever have to see
 It would depress  Karl
 Because  care
 that  world still isn't fair