Sly, the Family Stone - Everyday People lyrics
[Sly, the Family Stone - Everyday People lyrics]
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, yeah, yeah
There is a blue one who
Can't accept the green one
For living with a fat one
Trying to be a skinny one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Ooh, 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 the bag I'm in
I am everyday people, yeah, yeah
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
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
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 doo-bee
Ooh, sha sha
I am everyday people