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

― reggie (qualmsley), Saturday, 3 June 2017 19:31 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:19 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― geoffreyess, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:29 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― geoffreyess, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:30 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:34 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:40 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:41 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:42 (three weeks ago) Permalink

or something like that

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:42 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:42 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― devvvine, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:44 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:44 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Saturday, 3 June 2017 20:53 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:03 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:07 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― imago, Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:07 (three weeks ago) Permalink

they had the best selection
they were poisoned with protection

― reggie (qualmsley), Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:11 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums (Chinaski), Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:22 (three weeks ago) Permalink

West Virginia
Mountain Mama

― flopson, Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:24 (three weeks ago) Permalink

it's gone too far
inside this car

― JoeStork, Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:38 (three weeks ago) Permalink

even hitler had a girlfriend
so why can't I

― sarahell, Saturday, 3 June 2017 21:56 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― Well bissogled trotters (Michael B), Saturday, 3 June 2017 22:00 (three weeks ago) Permalink

beat me to it

― JoeStork, Saturday, 3 June 2017 22:05 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― Mark G, Saturday, 3 June 2017 22:06 (three weeks ago) Permalink

It's hard to celebrate
With a headache

― brimstead, Saturday, 3 June 2017 22:27 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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!

― Josh in Chicago, Saturday, 3 June 2017 22:54 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Saturday, 3 June 2017 23:32 (three weeks ago) Permalink

give me a week or two to
go absolutely cuckoo

― reggie (qualmsley), Saturday, 3 June 2017 23:33 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Saturday, 3 June 2017 23:43 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― geoffreyess, Sunday, 4 June 2017 00:04 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 4 June 2017 00:05 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flopson, Sunday, 4 June 2017 00:07 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 4 June 2017 00:14 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 4 June 2017 00:20 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 4 June 2017 00:39 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 4 June 2017 01:11 (three weeks ago) Permalink

The milk truck eased into my space
Somebody screamed somewhere

― cwkiii, Sunday, 4 June 2017 01:42 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― kajagoogoo's kazooist (Ye Mad Puffin), Sunday, 4 June 2017 01:50 (three weeks ago) Permalink

Something
Something

AMANDA

― to fly across the city and find Aerosmith's car (C. Grisso/McCain), Sunday, 4 June 2017 02:10 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― calstars, Sunday, 4 June 2017 03:05 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― calstars, Sunday, 4 June 2017 03:07 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― black covfefe in bed (voodoo chili), Sunday, 4 June 2017 03:30 (three weeks ago) Permalink

Widows face the future
Factories face the poor

― flappy bird, Sunday, 4 June 2017 04:17 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Sunday, 4 June 2017 04:36 (three weeks ago) Permalink

belligerent ghouls
run manchester schools

― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 4 June 2017 04:53 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― to pimp a barfly (Eazy), Sunday, 4 June 2017 05:28 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― to pimp a barfly (Eazy), Sunday, 4 June 2017 05:30 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Sunday, 4 June 2017 05:46 (three weeks ago) Permalink

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!

― Zachary Taylor, Sunday, 4 June 2017 07:10 (three weeks ago) Permalink

like a game of pick-up sticks/played by fucking lunatics

― mark s, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 08:29 (two weeks ago) Permalink

And now its ten years on, she's living with a plutocrat
"I'm swapping millionaires for billionaires" was writ large on the mat

― Mark G, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 10:01 (two weeks ago) Permalink

And William called and tried to tell me that his sister's boyfriend has just died
He's not sure what to do and I'm not sure what to tell him he should do.

― djh, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 10:11 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Sometimes, William, we're just screwed.

― The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums (Chinaski), Tuesday, 6 June 2017 14:57 (two weeks ago) Permalink

She was just 17
You know what I mean

― dinnerboat, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 16:29 (two weeks ago) Permalink

are we going with rhyming couplets as a rule? i think the above^ might be the best, or the other Beatles couplet i posted at the top of the thread. i was just posting every Paul Banks lyric i could think of last night

― flappy bird, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 16:45 (two weeks ago) Permalink

i'm long since dead and i live in hell
she's the only girl that i loved well
we were raised together and together we fell

― reggie (qualmsley), Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:21 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Hold on tight for the show
(Are you felling alright)
Leave me here let me go
(Can I get you a light)

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:40 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Something’s coming down love
Frosted pictures disappear
Can you take the time to drop me off
And pick me up when we’re clear

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:40 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I said love you’ve got it
Come on come on come on
Baby you’ve got it now

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:41 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Can you breathe and is it clear
Have all your worries disappeared
Are you warm and snuggled tight
Before the cold wind starts to bite

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:42 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I’m tomorrow’s ghostwriter
expect to see me at your door
And with my typewriter
I’ll make you money and then more

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:43 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Let me break the ice by announcing, Mr Potts’ discovery
While painting in a fountain, he came across a symphony

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:43 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I’ve finally realised, I’ve opened my mind up to the fact
The way I really live is just a put on it’s only an act

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:44 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I feel tomorrow is yesterday there’s no escape for me today tell me, I don’t know
You always brushing your long blonde hair making waves in the air tell me, I don’t know

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:44 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Sometimes I need to watch the snow falling lightly
Sometimes I need to know you’re here beside me
Streets that spoke to me before say nothing anymore
They speak to me from afar

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:45 (two weeks ago) Permalink

And your room is in the air where there’s time to pull out all your hair
And the man who lives downstairs doesn’t smile at you but only glares

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:45 (two weeks ago) Permalink

The Sun is rising but there’s no surprise
I see the learning in the girl’s eyes
The watchful maker sends his supernal guide
To watch for those who want to adore his might

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:45 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I need a fast train on a smooth line
Gonna ride it into time
Bleed a cold sweat for a short while
But the feeling soon subsides

― martyfalling, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:46 (two weeks ago) Permalink

it's a glamour profession
the LA concession

― flappy bird, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:48 (two weeks ago) Permalink

jfc marty

― devvvine, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:54 (two weeks ago) Permalink

She's vegetarian except when it comes to sex
She's strictly ad-lib except when it comes to text

― the Rain Man of nationalism. (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Tuesday, 6 June 2017 22:59 (two weeks ago) Permalink

If you do have me killed, put the fetus in a jar
So they throw me at the doctor when they shoot him in his car

― Mr. Snrub, Tuesday, 6 June 2017 23:01 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Be careful with my balls
They're fragile like eggs
- Bob Marley

― Universal LULU Nation (upper mississippi sh@kedown), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 00:29 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a ride?

― flappy bird, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 00:38 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal

― Guy Pidgeotto (Tom Violence), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 01:23 (two weeks ago) Permalink

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.

― dance cum rituals (Moka), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 01:38 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I've been on the other side of the Blue Ridge, seen the Shenandoah rolling there
I stepped off the mountain's edge, just to climb the golden stair

― waterbear say hi to me (Ye Mad Puffin), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 01:40 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Love between two people must be based on understanding
Until that time you'll find your things all stacked out on the landing

― enochroot, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 02:12 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Its just one of those days where you don't want to wake up
Everything is fucked, everybody sucks

― flappy bird, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 03:18 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Stick out your can
Cuz I'm the garbageman

― Beetle Juice continued to spit all over our drinks (contenderizer), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 03:32 (two weeks ago) Permalink

I am, I am I said I'm not myself
I'm not dead and I'm not for sale

― flappy bird, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 04:30 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Chin up, shoulders back
You've got a body like a Marshall stack

― Beetle Juice continued to spit all over our drinks (contenderizer), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 08:41 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Income tax deduction
What a hell of a function

― fionnland, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 13:17 (two weeks ago) Permalink

There's one more kid that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool

― nth, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 15:47 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Man, every couplet or not-couplet by THE ARCANA I read, I think, wow, that's definitely the best rock (or whatever) couplet ever, but then I see the next one and I think, no, that last couplet(?) was horrific meaningless shit compared to this one, the true best rock (or whatever) couplet ever.

― JoeStork, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 16:24 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Streets that spoke to me before say nothing anymore
They speak to me from afar

Ok I need some clarification here.

― JoeStork, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 16:26 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Turtles have a short regs, not for the walking
Want to have a cigarette? Just give me a sign

― dance cum rituals (Moka), Wednesday, 7 June 2017 19:54 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Yeah it's just what you need when you're down in the dumps
One half hillbilly and one half punk
Big long legs and one big mouth
The hottest thing from the north to come out of the south

― bidfurd, Wednesday, 7 June 2017 21:35 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Sounds
Smash Hits
Melody Maker
NME
All sound like a dream to me

― o. nate, Thursday, 8 June 2017 01:08 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true
That you love me and I love me

― SlimAndSlam, Thursday, 8 June 2017 01:45 (two weeks ago) Permalink

Pepe has a scar from ear to ear
He will make your mug shots disappear

― SlimAndSlam, Thursday, 8 June 2017 01:46 (two weeks ago) Permalink

"We want to fuck you, Easy!"
I want to fuck you too

― Beetle Juice continued to spit all over our drinks (contenderizer), Thursday, 8 June 2017 02:22 (two weeks ago) Permalink

There's a fire on the moon, and I can't get there
God damn these wings, they take me nowhere

― Beetle Juice continued to spit all over our drinks (contenderizer), Thursday, 8 June 2017 02:42 (two weeks ago) Permalink

If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes,
You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise

― flappy bird, Thursday, 8 June 2017 02:44 (two weeks ago) Permalink

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.

― Sir Isaac Gluten (Old Lunch), Thursday, 8 June 2017 02:55 (two weeks ago) Permalink

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

― fionnland, Monday, 12 June 2017 19:35 (one week ago) Permalink

Holding up the trousers with extension cords

― calstars, Monday, 12 June 2017 19:40 (one week ago) Permalink

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

― Camaraderie at Arms Length, Monday, 12 June 2017 20:04 (one week ago) Permalink

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

― flappy bird, Friday, 16 June 2017 05:17 (one week ago) Permalink