"Everyday People" lyrics

Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the 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 fat one tryin' to be a skinny one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and shooby-dooby-dooby
Doo, sha-sha
We got to live together

I am no better and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can't figure out what bag I'm in

I am everyday people

There is a long hair
Who doesn't like the short hair
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
Doo, 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 shooby-dooby-dooby

So on and so on and shooby-dooby-dooby
So on and so on and shooby-dooby-dooby
So on and so on and shooby-dooby-dooby