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LyricsWell, my name is a number, a piece of plastic filmAnd I grow many flowers in my little window sill Don't you know I'm the two thousand man? And my kids they just don't understand me at all Though my wife still respects me, I really misuse here I am acting in her affair with a random computer Don't you know I'm the two thousand man? And my kids they just don't understand me at all Oh, daddy, be proud of your palace Oh, mummy, be proud of your son Oh, daddy, be proud of your palace Oh, mummy, be proud of your son Oh, daddy is your brain still flashing Like it did when you were young? Or did you come down crashing Seeing all the things you done? Oh it's a big put on! Oh, daddy, be proud of your palace Oh, mummy, be proud of your son Oh, daddy, be proud of your palace Oh, mummy, be proud of your son Oh, daddy, be proud of your palace Oh, mummy, be proud of your son Oh, daddy, be proud of your palace Oh, mummy, be proud of your son And you know who's the two thousand man And your kids they just won't understand you at all |
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