Luyện nghe bài hát The World Isn't Fair

When Marx was a boy
he a hard look around
He saw people were starving all over the
while others were painting the
The spirited boy
became a public man
So he worked hard and he read everything
he came up with a plan

There'll be no
of the or his kin
No discrimination of the color of your

No more private
It not be allowed
No one could rise too
No one sink too low
or go under completely like we all know

If Marx were living
he'd be rolling in his grave
And if I had him here in my mansion on the
I'd tell him a story t'would his old heart
a

It's that happened to me
I'd say, I recently stumbled
a new family
with two little children in
where all little should be
I went to the
All the young mommies there
Karl, you never have seen such a sight
as these women arrayed for the night
just like countesses, empresses, movie and

And they'd there with men much like me
men, unpleasant to see
Were you to kiss one,
a prince would there be