[Intro]
Yeah!
What!
Yo!
Go ahead, copper, go ahead, shoot!
[Part 1]
We're dancing round a fire-mountain made of burning CDs
The networks are all weaponized inside our little flats
We boot up all the systems and we rip until we’re raging
Ninety-nine-cent tracks all bursting in a bubble crash
The porta-potties from Hurricane we gift to Lars Ulrich
He can go and take a dump there — hackers can be patient
No power for nobody — we're never gonna kneel
You are the Empire and we are the rebels
[Hook]
We are illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans
[Part 2]
“This song is sadly not available in your land”
You know the answer that we give — it's called resistance
Six billion terabytes — the cables burn like never
This ain’t no silly prank — this here is anarchy
Fuck Best Buy and Currys — your mega-store reeks
We slam your gates all shut and then we swallow down the key
You want a war? Then you can have it — we are loading weapons
We're not a single shooter, man — we are the masses
[Hook]
We are illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans
We are illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans
[Part 3]
We're the new ones and we're smart — you can't do anything
We crumble all your strategies with every single mouse-click
You say that we're forbidden 'cause we download, steal, and share
IP addresses faked — we'll walk across the bodies
You say that we’re criminals, but we are just the users
Even locked in prison we’ll keep seeding — copyright's for losers
Tupac, Kurt and Marley — yeah this music’s for us all
We're too many, way too close, too fast — you can shove it!
[Hook]
We are illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, illegal, illegal fans
Illegal, radical, digital fans