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 an album so strong 
But business claimed limited editions 
Insisting on 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 the Internet 
I'm a bonus track, to Brazil and back 
I'm enjoying worldwide fame 

They'll screw the industry, pay no royalty 
Burn me on CD, all illegally 
Chinese bootlegs, Russian piracy 
Cutthroat Germans they 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...