Todo Sea Por El Rock & Roll

Would you like to see us swimming?
In a pool of blood
Or hanging from a rope
Breathless and without air

Or slowly falling to the bottom of an abyss
All gutted and cross-eyed

Would you like to see me lying on the sidewalk?
Drooling blood from his mouth, and with his fly open
Causing pain to pedestrians, and the whole bunch of grifters
And aprons

And all for rock and roll
And all for rock and roll

Take my cross, and drive the stakes into me
I want to see the bus that will take me to hell

Would you like to see me on the street of bitterness or
Looking for something to eat in the trash can
Or begging on street corners
Or nailed to the prison, washing the latrines

And all for rock and roll
And all for rock and roll
And all for rock and roll
And all for rock and roll

There is nothing to fear, I am just bleeding out
Baby don't worry, I'm just dying

Would you like to see me 3 meters underground?
And my epitaph would say: He was so good
So that everyone would talk about my qualities
Even though deep down they hate me for telling them their truths

And all for rock and roll
Anything for rock and roll
It's all for rock and roll
All for rock and roll
All for rock and roll
All be rock and roll
It's all for rock and roll