best "rock" (or whatever) couplet ever

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

Blood stains the ivories of my daddy’s baby grand
Ain’t seen the daylights since I started this band

emmylou harrisssssssssssss

one thing they don't tell you 'bout the blues when you got 'em,
you keep on fallin' 'cause they're ain't no bottom, there ain't no end
(from "Red Dirt Girl")

I send up my S.O.S.,a message in a bottle set out to sea
It just reads "Soul in distress", but nobody ever got back to me
(from the criminally obscure "Can You Hear Me Now")

Is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head?

not bad kids/
just stupid ones

All aboard Brenda's iron sledge,
Please don't call me Reg, it's not my name

If you brought a big brown bag of them home,
I'd jump up and down and hope you'd toss me a carrot

Not from a canonically legendary song or anything, but:

We said “okay, we understand”
When backs were turned, we made plans