Well there's a little boy waiting at the counter of a corner shop
He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day
They never ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground
But he gets to his feet and he says...
What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see I wanna live
But you just take more than you give
Well there's a pretty girl serving at the counter of the corner shop
She's been waiting back there, waiting for her dreams
Her dreams walk in and out they never stop
Well she's not too proud to cry out loud
She runs to the street and she screams
What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see I wanna live
But you just take more than you give
So take a step back and see the little people
They may be young but they're the ones
That make the big people big
So listen, as they whisper
What about me...
Now I'm standing on the corner of the world's gone home
Nobody's changed, no body's been saved
and I'm feeling cold and alone
I guess I'm lucky, I smile a lot
but sometimes I wish for more
Then I go...
What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see I wanna live
But you just take more
What about me, it isn't fair
I've had enough now I want my share
Can't you see I wanna live
But you just take more
But you just take more
But you just take more than you give
What about me
What about me
What about me...