The World Isn\'t Fair歌词

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
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
There'll be no exploitation of the worker or his kin
No discrimination 'cause of the color of your skin
No more private property
It would not be allowed
No one could rise too high
No one could sink too low or go under completely like some we all know
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 t'would give his old heart a chill
It's something that happened to me
I'd say, Karl
I recently stumbled into a new family with two little children in school where all little children should be
I went to the orientation
All the young mommies were there
Karl, you never have seen such a glorious sight as these beautiful women arrayed for the night just like countesses, empresses, movie stars and queens
And they'd come there with men much like me
Froggish men, unpleasant to see
Were you to kiss one,
Karl Nary a prince would there be
Oh Karl the world isn't fair
It isn't and never will be
They tried out your plan
It brought misery instead
If you'd seen how they worked it you'd be glad you were dead just like
I'm glad I'm living in the land of the free where the rich just get richer and the poor you don't ever have to see
It would depress us,
Karl Because we care that the world still isn't fair