The Lyrics are anti social-mobility. Poor people are poor, rich people are rich. Keep your hands off my stuff and none of that redistribution of wealth nonsense.
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Now, the world don’t move to the beat of just one drum,
What might be right for you, may not be right for some.
A man is born, he’s a man of means.
Then along come two, they got nothing but their jeans.But they got, Diff’rent Strokes.
It takes Diff’rent Strokes.
It takes Diff’rent Strokes to move the world.Everybody’s got a special kind of story;
Everybody finds a way to shine.
It don’t matter that you got not alot.
So what?
They’ll have theirs, you’ll have yours, and I’ll have mine.
And together we’ll be fine!'Cuz it takes Diff’rent Strokes to move the world,
Yes it does.
It takes Diff’rent Strokes to move the world.
No, it doesn’t say anything like that.
It’s not “anti social-mobility”. It’s anti-classist. And that’s the whole point of the show itself.
I remember watching this show when I was a kid. It’s good stuff.