best "rock" (or whatever) couplet ever

besides

With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue
Dissolve the nerves that've just begun

But I just had to look,
Having read the book.

like the phoenix coming back from the ashes
I know what's good but I know what trash is

heavy downbeat of one and the show began
london calling strike up the contraband

There are people in boats in the middle of the sea
Crying like Jews
Do you like tennis?

Live is short so love the one you got
Cause you might get run over or you might get shot

It's a serious thing
When you mess with the wrong king

Yeah I'll give you cab fare home
You can even use my best cologne
Just don't be here in the morning when I wake up

I used to let the mic smoke
Now I pick it up and slam it to make sure it's broke

or something like that

Postpunk xman parked his forklift
Like a billion stars flickering from the grinders wheel

I think we need more post-coital and less post-rock
Feels like the build-up takes forever, but you never touch my cock

Music loud , women warm
Been kicked around since I was born

the drums march along at the clip of an IV drip
like sparks from a muffler dragged down the strip, uh huh

She'll come back as fire and burn all the liars
Leave a blanket of ash on the ground

You know I'd pay a lot to cry to try to understand
A flower's still a flower crushed to dust inside my hand

oh help me mrs medleycott i don't know what to do
i've only got three bullets and there's four of mötley crüe

they had the best selection
they were poisoned with protection

But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms

West Virginia
Mountain Mama

it's gone too far
inside this car

even hitler had a girlfriend
so why can't I

son im 30
i only went with your mother cos shes dirty

beat me to it

I saw you there, just standing there
And I thought I was only dreaming, yeah..

It's hard to celebrate
With a headache

Oh, oh I said, "I'm so happy I could die"
She said, "Drop dead, " then left with another guy

Or maybe:

'Cause you know you're the one and that that hasn't changed
Since you were nineteen and still in school waiting on a light
On the corner by sound exchange

Or maybe:

Now I guess I'll have to tell 'em
That I got no cerebellum

Or maybe:

I was twenty one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty two now, but I won't be for long

Or maybe:

I don't like you, I just hate you
I'm gonna kick your ass, oh yeah! oh yeah!

you put me on a pedestal
i put you on the pill

give me a week or two to
go absolutely cuckoo

I've travelled round the world
I've seen so many things - why am I talking to you?

did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?
well Dallas is a jewel, oh yeah, Dallas is a beautiful sight

i have been around the world
looking for that woman / girl

it's kinda funny how bad these read. rock couplets r the ultimate 'guess you had to be there'

i probably didn't even say that right
and i really don't give a damn

but if you study the logistics and heuristics of the mystics you will find that their minds rarely move in a line
so it's much more realistic to abandon such ballistics and resign to be trapped on a leaf in the vine

mother, i've tried, please believe me: i'm doing the best that i can
i'm ashamed of the things i've been put through; i'm ashamed of the person i am

ain't no particular sign i'm more compatible with
i just want your extra time and your X X X kiss

The milk truck eased into my space
Somebody screamed somewhere

With these vulgar factions of the treble clef
I wish you luck with a capital F

Something
Something

AMANDA

Everybody rappin like it's a commercial
Actin like life is a big commercial

Post punk x man parked his forklift
Like a billion stars flickering from the grinders wheel

i don't mind choppin wood
and i don't care if the money's no good

Widows face the future
Factories face the poor

I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye
Think he's making something special and I'm smart enough to try

belligerent ghouls
run manchester schools

I've been high and I've been low
And I don't know where to go

I was walking around the flower show like a leper coming down with some kind of nervous hysteria
When I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hairu p against the pink and purple wisteria

I'll make it sweet but short
When I pull out your life support

She hit town a rose in bloom
Smell the sweet, sweet perfume
The color faded and the petals died
Down in the city no one cried
And in the streets the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
With roaches so big they got bones
They moved in and made themselves at home
I say nice boys, don't play rock 'n' roll
Nice boys, don't play rock 'n' roll
I'm not a nice boy!

I met her at the Burger King
We fell in love by the soda machine

― o. nate, Sunday, June 4, 2017 7:38 PM (three days ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Just opened the thread for the first time to post this very couplet. Well done.

In high school I was a punching bag
When I got out I was a punching fag

Holding up the trousers with extension cords

Net curtains blow slightly in the breeze.
Lemonade light filtering through the trees.

I'm gonna hold your face and toast the snow that fell
Because friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You'd better think about it baby

Not even the best misfits couplet but i woke up thinking about it

Also it doesnt rhyme

Well now I'm gonna be twenty two
I say my my and a boo hoo

There must be a dozen of them in "Every Picture Tells a Story." I'll go with "She took me up on deck and bit my neck/Oh, people I was glad I found her."

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground

Live is short so love the one you got
Cause you might get run over or you might get shot

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:36 (one month ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Possibly otm

So Jesus went to Heaven and he went there awful quick
All them people killed him and he wasn't even sick

My love for you is like a truck, berserker
Would you like some making fuck, berserker

Hahahahaha Fuck yeah

this week dragged past me so slowly
the days fell on their knees

If we sleep together
Will you like me better?

I’m a human fly and I don’t know why
I got 96 tears in 96 eyes

lip balm on watery clay
relationships hey hey hey

^^ I never knew (or bothered to look up) what that first line was!

Just one look and I can hear a bell ring
One more look and I forget everything

You were pumping iron
as I was pumping irony

It's me and you now and you're not on my side
A night for planets, planes and souls to collide

Sometimes a heart can break and make its own relief
The way a cold dark night invites the fire thief

Alright, I'll be the one to rep for:

When I am king you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all

you were just like me, you were one big bruise
in the game of life we were playing to lose

So I'm drinking Irn Bru
and I'm thinking of you

and i've been making promises i know i'll never keep
one of these day i'm gonna leave you in your sleep

hey, wait
I've got a new complaint

the street's wet
you can tell by the sound of the cars

Second verse / same as the first

.... I think this is it

Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window, got a tip that they're gonna kick the door in again
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, but if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in

Don't you know about the new fashion, honey?
All you need are looks and a whole lot of money.

Living in a post-apocalyptic world morbid and horrid -- the secrets of the past they hoarded -- now we just boarded on a futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes, black -- it's our music we must take back

I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry

So wait right here and I will hurry
I'll be back in the time it takes to break a heart

Touch my body, and move in time
Now I now you're mine

I've gotta find a way to loosen up, I'm wound tighter than a magnet's coil
The longer I try to keep my mouth shut, the sooner little brain is gonna boil

When she speaks the flag unfurls and the heavens split in half
When she launches her attack in her opening paragraph

You say you mean well, you don't know what you mean
Fucking oughta stay the hell away from things you know nothing about

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said "Son, if it was up to me."

or

The wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost
I went to tell everybody but I could not get across

Now wipe that look from your face
the world is that which is the case

A sparkled shiny diner is a home for wayward minor

Now wipe that look from your face
the world is that which is the case

― Auld Drink of Misery (zchyrs), Thursday, August 15, 2019 10:45 AM (two hours ago) bookmarkflaglink

"chump change" is such a good lyric

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said "Son, if it was up to me."

Fat man sitting on a little stool
Takes the money from my hand, while his eyes take a walk all over you

It looks a lot like engine oil, and tastes like being poor and small
And Popsicles in summer.

How will you know when you've found me at last?
Cause I'll be the one be the one be the one, with my heart in my lap.

God, Neko.

You were so strange
You didn't have the decency to change the sheets

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
It's a mixed-up, muddled-up, shook-up world

Drink couvoissier from a shell
San Francisco show and tell

it's kirschwasser, not courvoissier