Told since I was very young
That life’s not fair,
Life’s not fair,
I can’t hope to change the fact
That life’s not fair,
Life’s not fair.
There’s a widening health divide
And two tier eduction,
And just in case you make it through,
We’ll saddle you with such debt.
But
Don’t grumble. Don’t moan.
Just look at those below,
And with a smug grin,
You tell them
What you know:
That life’s not fair,
Life’s not fair,
You can’t hope to change the fact
That life’s not fair,
Life’s not fair.
And, please remember,
You’ve got more to lose than you could ever win:
Wide screen colour TV and home cinema system,
A nice house (bought or just improved).
But it’s everyone one who pays the price,
Not just those that you exploit.
Conservatism grips your heart as you forfeit true freedom.
The world has lost you, you’ll never know what you could’ve been.
Life’s a game, you can’t win if you don’t play:
Never satisfied, never complacent, never content with what you have got.
Somewhere this got lost.
You’ve broken the goals and torched the living grass.
The pitch has been developed, and no one has seen the ref in years.
The game has been suspended;
You congratulate your guile,
Sit down and enjoy the comfort,
Smile.
And, in case anyone questions why they should live this way,
Make sure they’re told since they are very young
That life’s not fair,
Life’s not fair.
You can’t hope to change the fact
That life’s not fair,
Life’s not fair.