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...