Los Inadaptados
Dicen que vivo a mi modo
Y que no encajo con todos
Y qué importa, si yo me mando solo
Que soy un atrabancado
Que me enfiesto y me relajo
Y qué importa, si a nadie pido fiado
No hay perjudicados, y a como lo gasto, gano
Lo que piense el mundo a mí me tiene sin cuidado
Porque pienso diferente
No me traga mucha gente
Yo defiendo lo que me pertenece
Al amigo doy mi mano
Nos tomamos unos tragos
Y respeto al que me ha respetado
No hay perjudicados, y a como lo gasto, gano
Lo que piense el mundo a mí me tiene sin cuidado
Sé que algunos se habrán identificado
Somos los inadaptados
No buscamos por nadie ser aprobados
Disfrutamos
Y al que le pique que se rasque, compa' Irving
Así nomás, compa' Alfredo
Inadaptados, pero al ventajazo, viejo, eh-jey
Porque pienso diferente
No me traga mucha gente
Yo defiendo lo que me pertenece
Al amigo doy mi mano
Nos tomamos unos tragos
Y respeto al que me ha respetado
No hay perjudicados, y a como lo gasto, gano
Lo que piense el mundo a mí me tiene sin cuidado
Sé que algunos se habrán identificado
Somos los inadaptados
No buscamos por nadie ser aprobados
Disfrutamos
The Misfits
They say I live on my own terms
And that I don't fit in with everyone
And what does it matter, if I call the shots
That I'm a reckless one
That I party and relax
And what does it matter, if I don't ask anyone for credit
There are no victims, and the way I spend, I win
I couldn't care less about what the world thinks of me
Because I think differently
Not many people swallow me
I defend what belongs to me
I give my hand to a friend
We have a few drinks
And I respect those who have respected me
There are no victims, and the way I spend, I win
I couldn't care less about what the world thinks of me
I know some will have identified themselves
We are the misfits
We don't seek approval from anyone
We enjoy it
And if it bothers someone, tough luck, buddy Irving
Just like that, buddy Alfredo
Misfits, but taking advantage, old man, hey-hey
Because I think differently
Not many people swallow me
I defend what belongs to me
I give my hand to a friend
We have a few drinks
And I respect those who have respected me
There are no victims, and the way I spend, I win
I couldn't care less about what the world thinks of me
I know some will have identified themselves
We are the misfits
We don't seek approval from anyone
We enjoy it