Randall Stuart Newman (28 de noviembre de 1943), compositor, arreglista, cantante y pianista estadounidense. Es conocido por sus mordaces canciones y por varias de las bandas sonoras que ha escrito.
Newman nació en Los Ángeles, California, en el seno de una familia judía pero siendo un bebe su familia se trasladó a Nueva Orleans, Louisiana, donde vivía la familia de su madre. Allí vivió hasta los 11 años. Su familia por parte de padre incluye a sus tíos Alfred Newman
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
...THE WORLD ISN'T FAIR... by Randy Newman --------------------------................
*from 'Bad Love' (1999)*
Verse 1:
DmAmBbFC7F When Karl Marx were a boy, he took a hard look a-round; Am7b5 D7GmGm/D He saw people were starving all over the place, C7CaugF While others were painting the town.
Verse 2:
FGm7FF/C C7F The public spirited boy, became a public spirited man. DmAmBbF/A So he worked very hard, and he read every-thing, G7C Un-til he came up with a plan.
Bridge 1:
FA7DmDmF7 Bdim7 There'll be no exploi-tation, of the worker or his kin. DmA7DmBbEA7 No dis-crimi-nation, 'cos the colour of your skin.
Dm Bbdim7 Bdim7 Abdim7 Adim7 Gbdim7 C7 No more private proper-ty; it would not be allo-wed. DbF No one could rise too high, no once could sink too low, FBbG7C Or go under com-pletely, like some we all know.
Verse 3:
FGm7FFC7F If Marx were living to-day, he'd be rolling a-round in his grave.
DmAmBbF/A And if I had him here, in my mansion on the hill, DmAmBbF/A I'd tell him a story; t'would give his old heart a chill. G7C It's something that happened to me.
Break:
AbBFAbBF I'd say, Karl I recently stumbled, into a new fami-ly. DbEBbDbG7C With two little children in school, where all little children should be. AbBFAbBF I went to the orien-tation; all the young mommies were there.
Verse 4:
DmAmBbF/A Karl, you never have seen such a glorious sight, DmAm/CBbF As these beautiful women, ar-rayed for the night.
DbAbBbm/FF/C Just like Countesses, Empresses, movie stars and queens. G7C And they'd come there with with men much like me; FCBbC Froggish men, un-pleasant to see. DbBbC7F Were you to kiss one, Karl; merry a prince would there be.
Chorus 1:
DmBb7FBbEF See Karl, the world isn't fair; it isn't and never will be.
Gm7FBbF They tried out your plan; it brought misery in-stead. Gm7FBbF If you'd seen how they worked it, you'd be glad you were dead. BbFBbF Just like I'm glad I'm living in the land of the free, BbF/CBbA7Dm Where the rich just get richer, and the poor you don't ever have to see.
GdimF/C It would de-press us, Karl, because we care... FdimC7F That the world, still isn't... fair.