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