Well there s a little boy waiting at the counter of the corner shop
He s been waiting down there, waiting half the day, we never ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around, knocked to 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 the whisper
What about me?
Now i m standing on the corner, all the worlds gone home,
Nobody s changed, Nobody 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 than I ve got
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
You just take more
You just take more than you give
What about me...
What about me...
What about me...