Everyday People

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, tryna be a skinny one

Different strokes for different folks

So on and so on and scoobie-doobie-doobie

Ooh, sha-sha

We gotta live together (Ooh, sha-sha)

I am no better and neither are you

We are the same whatever we do

Don't make you hate me, you know me and then

Still can't figure out that 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 scoobie-doobie-doobie

Ooh, sha-sha

We gotta 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 scoobie-doobie-doobie

Ooh, sha-sha

I am everyday people