There's a diary for rock and roll men   You catch them as they free their minds   From one crowded street to another   From one hog town to the next      They'll tell you why the world stands on end   Why music is the luck of friends   From any state to any province   There's a diary for rock and roll men, there gonna tell ya      Sometimes we got smokin' guns, rock and roll whips   Sometimes we got lemon twist lips   Sometimes we like circles and dots   Sometimes we like love, we like open hearts      Sometimes we get electric shocks   We get our words mixed up, we get stomach knots   Sometimes we write the diary for rock and roll men   Sometimes we are      There's a diary for rock and roll men   They get anxious and lose their minds   They dream about setting those misty cities on fire again   They'll tell you why the world stands on end      Why music is the luck of friends   From any state to any province   There's a diary for rock and roll men   They're gonna tell ya      Sometimes we got smokin' guns, rock and roll whips   Sometimes we got lemon twist lips   Sometimes we like circles and dots   Sometimes we like love, we like open hearts      Sometimes we get electric shocks   We get our words mixed up, we get stomach knots   Sometimes we write the diary for rock and roll men   Sometimes we are, we're going to tell you      Sometimes we got smokin' guns, rock 'n' roll whips   Firecracker eyes and lemon twist lips