Todo Sea Por El Rock & Roll

Would you like to see me swimming
In a puddle of blood,
Or hanging from a rope
Breathless and airless,
Or falling slowly
To the bottom of an abyss
All mangled
And cross-eyed.
Would you like to see me lying
On the sidewalk,
Drooling blood from my mouth
And with my fly open,
Causing pity
To the pedestrians
And to all the gang of crooks
And apron wearers.
And all for rock and roll,
Everything is for rock and roll,
Take out my cross
And nail me to the stakes,
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 for alms
On the corners,
Or stuck in jail
Cleaning the latrines.
And all for rock and roll,
All for rock and roll,
All for rock and roll,
All for rock and roll.