Once there was a man who decided he knew everything
  Once there was a book that he threw in my face
  Once there was an angry mob that marched
  Up and down the street
  Don't ya know they all called my name
  What do they want from me?
  
  CHORUS
  What do they want from me?
  What do they want from me?
  What do they want from a poor boy who
  Can't believe
  They want to fill the void
  They want to fill the empty spaces
  But I won't let them consume me
  With the rest of the lifeless faces
  
  Once there was a little girl
  who thought that she was a queen
  And she thought the world was a playground
  filled with sand
  So with all her friends she created a fantasy
  They all come to me with their demands
  What do they want from me?
  
  CHORUS
  
  Every little thing is a piece of a larger thing
  Ever little fish is a tyrant of the sea
  Every little atom is a master of his family
  Every single piece calls my name
  What do they want from me?