Randy Newman | nosirrah

If Marx was alive today
He’d be rolling around in his grave
Just noting the terrible way
That some songwriters behave

I’ve just stolen a line from another man’s lay
‘Cause he already said what I wanted to say

And that man has a very bad habit
Of first catching then skinning and cooking my rabbit

Randy Newman, I hate you
You write my words before I do
Whenever I have a creative burst
I find that you’ve been there first

Randy Newman, I hate you
So many songs out there by you
Between us two a giant schism
Because of your pre-plagiarism

Randy Newman, I hate you
I hear your songs and feel so blue
How could you take my thoughts away
Before I’ve even had my say

Randy Newman, I hate you
You’re funny, sad and prolific too
So many chances for you to be
Out there ahead of me

Randy Newman, I hate you
Stifling my genius as you do
And it doesn’t help when you declare
Well you know, ‘The World Isn’t Fair’