Luyện nghe bài hát The World Isn't Fair

When Marx was a boy
he took a hard around
He saw people were starving all the place
others were painting the town
The spirited boy
became a spirited man
So he very hard and he read everything
until he came up a plan

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

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

If Marx living today
be rolling around in his grave
And if I had him here in my on the hill
I'd tell him a t'would give his old heart
a

It's something that to me
I'd say, Karl I recently
into a new
with two little children in
all little children should be
I went to the
All the young mommies there
Karl, you never have seen a glorious 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,
Nary a would there be