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 Im in

I am everyday people

Then its the blue ones who cant accept

The green ones for living with

The 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

Were all the same whatever we do

You love me you hate me

You know me and then

Still cant figure out the scene Im in

I am everyday people

Then its the new man

That doesnt 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 wont

Accept the black one

That wont accept the red one

That wont 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