...THE WORLD ISN'T FAIR... by Randy Newman
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from 'Bad Love' (1999)
Verse 1:
When [Dm]Karl [Am]Marx were a [Bb]boy,
He [F]took a [C7]hard look a-[F]round.
He saw [Am7b5]people were [D7]starving,
All [Gm]over the [Gm/D]place,
While [C7]others were [C7+]painting the [F]town.
Verse 2:
The [F]public [Gm7]spirited [F]boy,
Became a [F/C]public [C7]spirited [F]man.
So he [Dm]worked very [Am]hard,
And he [Bb]read [F/A]everything,
Un-[G7]til he came up with a [C]plan.
Bridge 1:
There'll [F]be no [A7]exploi-[Dm]tation,
Of the [Dm]worker [F7]or his [Bdim7]kin.
[Dm] No dis-[A7]crimi-[Dm]nation,
'Cos the [Bb]colour [E]of your [A7]skin.
[Dm] No more [Bbdim7]private [Bdim7]proper-[G#dim7]ty,
[Bbdim7] Private [Bdim7]proper-[G#dim7]ty,
It [Adim7]would not [F#dim7]be allo-[C7]wed;
No one [C#]could rise too high,
No one could [F]sink too low,
Or go [F]under com-[Bb]pletely,
Like [G7]some we all [C]know.
Verse 3:
If [F]Marx were [Gm7]living to-[F]day,
He'd be [F]rolling a-[C7]round in his [F]grave.
And if [Dm]I had him [Am]here,
In my [Bb]mansion on the [F/A]hill,
I'd [Dm]tell him a [Am]story;
T'would [Bb]give his old heart a [F/A]chill.
It's [G7]something that happened to [C]me.
Break:
I'd say, [Ab]Karl I [B]recently [F]stumbled,
[Ab] Into a [B]new fami-[F]ly.
With [C#]two little [E]children in [Bb]school,
Where [C#]all little [G7]children should [C]be.
I [Ab]went to the [B]orien-[F]tation,
[Ab] All the young [B]mommies were [F]there.
Verse 4:
Karl, you [Dm]never have [Am]seen,
Such a [Bb]glorious [F/A]sight,
As these [Dm]beautiful [Am/C]women,
Ar-[Bb]rayed for the [F]night.
Just like [C#]Countesses, [Ab]Empresses,
[Bbm/F] Movie stars and [F/C]queens.
And they'd [G7]come there with,
With men much like [C]me;
[F] Froggish [C]men, un-[Bb]pleasant to [C]see.
Were you to [C#]kiss one, Karl;
[Bb] Merry a [C7]prince would there [F]be.
Chorus 1:
See [Dm]Karl, the [Bb7]world isn't [F]fair,
It [Bb]isn't and [E]never will [F]be.
They [Gm7]tried out your [F]plan;
It brought [Bb]misery in-[F]stead.
If you'd [Gm7]seen how they [F]worked it,
You'd be [Bb]glad you were [F]dead.
Just like [Bb]I'm glad I'm [F]living,
In the [Bb]land of the [F]free,
Where the [Bb]rich just get [F/C]richer,
And the [Bb]poor you don't [A7]ever have to [Dm]see.
It would de-[Gdim]press us, Karl,
Because we [F/C]care,
That the [Fdim]world still [C7]isn't...[F]fair.
Outro:
F Gm7 F, F C, F
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
[Dm] [Am] [Bb] [F] [C7]
[EADGBE]xx0231 [EADGBE]x02210 [EADGBE]x13331 [EADGBE]133211 [EADGBE]x32310
[Am7b5] [D7] [Gm] [Gm/D] [C7+]
[EADGBE]x01213 [EADGBE]xx0212 [EADGBE]355333 [EADGBE]xx0333 [EADGBE]x32110
[Gm7] [F/C] [F/A] [G7] [C]
[EADGBE]353333 [EADGBE]x33210 [EADGBE]x03210 [EADGBE]323000 [EADGBE]x32010
[A7] [F7] [Bdim7] [E] [Bbdim7]
[EADGBE]x02223 [EADGBE]131211 [EADGBE]xx0101 [EADGBE]022100 [EADGBE]x12020
[G#dim7] [Adim7] [F#dim7] [C#] [Ab]
[EADGBE]xx4545 [EADGBE]xx5656 [EADGBE]xx2323 [EADGBE]x46664 [EADGBE]466544
[B] [Bbm/F] [Gdim] [Fdim]
[EADGBE]x24442 [EADGBE]113321 [EADGBE]xx3434 [EADGBE]xx0101
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007
(clumsyband@hotmail.com)
--------------------------................
from 'Bad Love' (1999)
Verse 1:
When [Dm]Karl [Am]Marx were a [Bb]boy,
He [F]took a [C7]hard look a-[F]round.
He saw [Am7b5]people were [D7]starving,
All [Gm]over the [Gm/D]place,
While [C7]others were [C7+]painting the [F]town.
Verse 2:
The [F]public [Gm7]spirited [F]boy,
Became a [F/C]public [C7]spirited [F]man.
So he [Dm]worked very [Am]hard,
And he [Bb]read [F/A]everything,
Un-[G7]til he came up with a [C]plan.
Bridge 1:
There'll [F]be no [A7]exploi-[Dm]tation,
Of the [Dm]worker [F7]or his [Bdim7]kin.
[Dm] No dis-[A7]crimi-[Dm]nation,
'Cos the [Bb]colour [E]of your [A7]skin.
[Dm] No more [Bbdim7]private [Bdim7]proper-[G#dim7]ty,
[Bbdim7] Private [Bdim7]proper-[G#dim7]ty,
It [Adim7]would not [F#dim7]be allo-[C7]wed;
No one [C#]could rise too high,
No one could [F]sink too low,
Or go [F]under com-[Bb]pletely,
Like [G7]some we all [C]know.
Verse 3:
If [F]Marx were [Gm7]living to-[F]day,
He'd be [F]rolling a-[C7]round in his [F]grave.
And if [Dm]I had him [Am]here,
In my [Bb]mansion on the [F/A]hill,
I'd [Dm]tell him a [Am]story;
T'would [Bb]give his old heart a [F/A]chill.
It's [G7]something that happened to [C]me.
Break:
I'd say, [Ab]Karl I [B]recently [F]stumbled,
[Ab] Into a [B]new fami-[F]ly.
With [C#]two little [E]children in [Bb]school,
Where [C#]all little [G7]children should [C]be.
I [Ab]went to the [B]orien-[F]tation,
[Ab] All the young [B]mommies were [F]there.
Verse 4:
Karl, you [Dm]never have [Am]seen,
Such a [Bb]glorious [F/A]sight,
As these [Dm]beautiful [Am/C]women,
Ar-[Bb]rayed for the [F]night.
Just like [C#]Countesses, [Ab]Empresses,
[Bbm/F] Movie stars and [F/C]queens.
And they'd [G7]come there with,
With men much like [C]me;
[F] Froggish [C]men, un-[Bb]pleasant to [C]see.
Were you to [C#]kiss one, Karl;
[Bb] Merry a [C7]prince would there [F]be.
Chorus 1:
See [Dm]Karl, the [Bb7]world isn't [F]fair,
It [Bb]isn't and [E]never will [F]be.
They [Gm7]tried out your [F]plan;
It brought [Bb]misery in-[F]stead.
If you'd [Gm7]seen how they [F]worked it,
You'd be [Bb]glad you were [F]dead.
Just like [Bb]I'm glad I'm [F]living,
In the [Bb]land of the [F]free,
Where the [Bb]rich just get [F/C]richer,
And the [Bb]poor you don't [A7]ever have to [Dm]see.
It would de-[Gdim]press us, Karl,
Because we [F/C]care,
That the [Fdim]world still [C7]isn't...[F]fair.
Outro:
F Gm7 F, F C, F
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
[Dm] [Am] [Bb] [F] [C7]
[EADGBE]xx0231 [EADGBE]x02210 [EADGBE]x13331 [EADGBE]133211 [EADGBE]x32310
[Am7b5] [D7] [Gm] [Gm/D] [C7+]
[EADGBE]x01213 [EADGBE]xx0212 [EADGBE]355333 [EADGBE]xx0333 [EADGBE]x32110
[Gm7] [F/C] [F/A] [G7] [C]
[EADGBE]353333 [EADGBE]x33210 [EADGBE]x03210 [EADGBE]323000 [EADGBE]x32010
[A7] [F7] [Bdim7] [E] [Bbdim7]
[EADGBE]x02223 [EADGBE]131211 [EADGBE]xx0101 [EADGBE]022100 [EADGBE]x12020
[G#dim7] [Adim7] [F#dim7] [C#] [Ab]
[EADGBE]xx4545 [EADGBE]xx5656 [EADGBE]xx2323 [EADGBE]x46664 [EADGBE]466544
[B] [Bbm/F] [Gdim] [Fdim]
[EADGBE]x24442 [EADGBE]113321 [EADGBE]xx3434 [EADGBE]xx0101
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007
(clumsyband@hotmail.com)
