Estrella del rock and roll

I'm talking to you
rock and roll star, you look in the mirror
and think you're the best.

You live wrecked
you don't care about others
stupid fans
follow you wherever you go.

There's nothing to envy
about your miserable life.
Music doesn't matter to you, you just want to show off.

Spoiled brat
you don't fool me:
You're used to
being pampered by your mom.

And when I see you on TV
I feel like vomiting,
all your stories
are pure nonsense,
I don't believe in anything you sing.