Lyrics The Rolling Stones 1967 - 2000 Man

Well, my name is a number, a piece of plastic film
And I grow tiny 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 her
I am having an 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 planet
Oh, mummy, be proud of your sun
Oh, daddy, be proud of your planet
Oh, mummy, be proud of your sun

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 planet
Oh, mummy, be proud of your sun

Oh, daddy, be proud of your planet
Oh, mummy, be proud of your sun

Oh, daddy, be proud of your planet
Oh, mummy, be proud of your sun

Oh, daddy, be proud of your planet
Oh, mummy, be proud of your sun

And you know who’s the two thousand man
And your kids they just won’t understand you at all