Sometimes I'm right, then I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my songs
A butcher, a banker, a drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in
I am everyday people
Then it's the blue ones who can't accept the green ones
For living with the black ones, tryin' to be a skinny one
Different strokes for different folks
So on and so on and scooby dooby dooby
(Ooh sha sha)
We gotta live together
(Ooh sha sha)
I am no better and neither are you
We're all the same whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
Still can't figure out the scene I'm in
I am everyday people
Then it's the new man that doesn't like the short man
For being such a rich one that will not help the poor one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby
(Ooh sha sha)
We got to live together
(Ooh sha sha)
There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one
That won't accept the red one, that won't accept the white one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby
Ooh sha sha
I am everyday people
