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


There is a blue one who can't accept
The green one for living with
A black ones tryin' to be a skinny one

Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby


Ooh sha sha
We gotta live together


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 bag I'm in
I am everyday people


There is a long 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 scooby dooby dooby

Ooh sha sha

We got to live together

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