Soy Rock

I'm a real bitch
And I don't work for you
Kept, thanks to the advertising
I won't be your whore
I don't clean up your mess

Rock...

I'm cunning
And I don't investigate for you
Untie me, I don't want to collaborate
I won't be a prisoner
Of your feudal system

Rock...

I'm a real bitch
And I don't work for you
I live immersed, in a style already lifeless
I belong to anyone
Not to the one who can buy me