Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong   My own beliefs are in my songs   The butcher, banker, the drummer and then   Makes no difference what group I'm in      I am everyday people   Yeah yeah, listen      There is a blue one   Who can't accept the green one   For living with the big one   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   You can't figure out the bag I'm in      I am everyday people   Yo, hear me when I sing      There is a long hair   That 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 scooby dooby dooby      Ooh sha sha   See 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   Well, I am everyday people   Hear me when I tell you now   I am everyday people      I am everyday people   Oh yes I am, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am   I am everyday people   [Incomprehensible]      Ooh sha sha   See we got to live together   Ooh sha sha   I said, we got to live together      I said   I am everyday people