Alba s touto skladbou:
This Strange Engine,
Live in London,
Far,
I'm the man of a thousand faces,a little piece of me in every part I take...
I hold the tape for a thousand races,a different point of view in every speech I make...
Cut me a piece of my divided soul...cry me a river,call it rock and roll...
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie...pass me a microphone,I need to testify...
(chorus:)
Well I'll
Speak to machines...with the voice of humanity...
Speak to the wise...with the voice of insanity...
Speak to the present in the past and future tense...
I'll speak to a slave with the voice of obedience!!!
I'm the man of a thousand ages,you see my face in the stones to the Parthenon...
You hear my song...in the babble of Babylon!!!
I'm the man of a thousand riches,be my guest at the feast of Satyricon...
You spend the money...that my logo's printed on...
(chorus:)
I stole a fire,but it burned up much too soon...
I took a leap and I landed on the moon...
Look at my life and it looks like CNN...
You see something once...you know it's gonna come around again!!!
Well I'll
Speak to machines...with the voice of humanity...
Speak to the wise...with the voice of insanity!!!
Speak like a leader,with the voice of power and command...
And when I talk to God,I know he'll understand!!!
'Cause I'm the man of a thousand faces...
Yes,I'm the man of a thousand faces...
I'm the man of a thousand faces...
Oh,I'm the man of a thousand faces...
