Alba s touto skladbou:
Their Satanic Majesties Request,
Well, my name is a number, a piece of plastic film
And 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
