And there's a little boy standin at the counter of the corner shop
he's been waitin down there, waiting half the day, they never ever see him from the top
he gets pushed around, knocked to the ground, he gets to his feet and he says...

chorus
what about me, it isnt fair
i've had enough now i want my share
cant you see, i wanna live
but you just take more than you give

so take this tale back and see the little people
they may be young but they're the ones that make the big people see
so as listen as they whisper...
what about me

and i was standing on the corner and the wrolds gone home
nobodys been changed, nobodays been saved
and im feeling cold and alone
i guess im lucky, i smile alot
but sometimes i ask for more...than i've got

what about me, it isn't fair
i've had enough now i want my share
cant you see i wanna live
but u just take more than you give