2000 Man

Well, my name is a number, a piece of plastic film

And I'm growin' funny flowers in my little window sill

Don't you know I'm a 2000 man

And my kids, they just don't understand me at all

Well, my wife still respects me, I really misused her

I am having an affair with the random computer

Don't you know I'm a 2000 man

And my kids, they just don't understand me at all

Oh, daddy, proud of your planet

Oh, mummy, proud of your son

Oh, daddy, proud of your planet

Oh, mummy, proud of your son

Oh, daddy, your brain's still flashing

Like it did when you were young

Or do you come down crashing

Seeing all the things you'd done

All was a big put on

Oh, daddy, proud of your planet

Oh, mummy, proud of your son

Oh, daddy, proud of your planet

Oh mummy, proud of your son

Oh, daddy, proud of your planet

Oh, mummy, proud of your son

Oh, daddy, proud of your planet

Oh, mummy, proud of your son

And you know who's the 2000 man

And your kids, they just won't understand you at all