Los Rockeros Van Al Infierno

It is heard people in the place commenting
Rockers are not good
If you don't behave
You will soon be lost
And fall into hell
If you have to live in the Rock valley
The curse will reach you
You will never have a reputation
What does it matter?
My thing is Rock

You go unshaven, says the sheriff of the place
And also with good chicks
They say smoking is a sin and deadly
And they condemn me to hell
If I have to choose between them and Rock
I will choose my damnation
I know in the end I will be right
And they won't
My thing is Rock

I laugh at that false humanity
Of those who claim to be good
They will not forgive my original sin
Of being young and a rocker
If I have to choose between them and Rock
I will choose my damnation
I know in the end I will be right
And they won't
My thing is Rock