We're dancing round the burning mountain out of blazing CD's
the networks are armed in our flat share
We fire up the systems and are ripping in rage
99 Cent for a track deflagrate in a bubble
We give the port-a-potty's from Hurricane as a present to Lars Ulrich
He can shit in there, hackers are patient,
no power to nobody, we will not surrender,
you are the empire and we are the rebels
We are illegal, illegal, illegal fans.
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans
This song ist not avaiable in your country,
you sure know our answer, it's resistance.
6 billion terrabyte, the cables are burning like never before
This is not a ding-dong ditch, this is anarchy.
Fuck Saturn and MediaMarkt your department stores suck
We lock your doors and swallow the keys
You want war? You can get it, we arm our weapons,
we are not single ones, no, we are the masses
We are illegal, illegal, illegal fans.
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans
We are new and we have brains, you got nothing against us,
we crumble your strategies with every mouse-click
You say we are forbidden, because we gamble, steal and grab,
IP-adresses are faked, we stick at nothing
you say we are criminals, but we are just the users,
we go on with pirating in jail, copyright is for losers
2Pac, Kurt and Marley, this shit is for everyone
We are too many, we are too close, we are to fast, up yours!
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans.
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans