Poor artist went to label, truckloads of money in mind

Rich artist left the buildings

Cause all the labels had been standing in line

And so they signed



Artist wrote rock'n roll history

Concentrated on a album so strong

But business claimed limited editions

Insisting on a additional songs



That was the time when I had born

When I first saw the light of day

And even if you got a different opinion

From my point of view - needless to say -

That I'm happy to be

Ever if you don't want me to be

The world wouldn't go round without me



I'm a bonus track on my way to Japan

And I'm gonna be spread on Internet

I'm a bonus track, to Brazil and back

Enjoying worldwide fame



They'll screw the industry, pay no royalty

Burn me on CD, all illegally

Chinese bootlegs, Russian piracy

Cuthroat Germans the all copy me

And I don't give a shit, to me it's all the same

As long as I get all the fame

And the girls know my name



I don't give a fucking shit, no, I don't give a shit

Don't give a fucking shit, no, no...

Not a single little fucking shit

Oh this is it... This is it! It!

I'm a bonus traaaaaaaaaaaaack...