best "rock" (or whatever) couplet ever

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

It's just my luck, I get hit by a car
While carrying a cake
Dripping cherries, onto the pavement
Bride and groom on my face

Yeeeah, straight from the top of my dome,
As I "rock, rock, rock, rock", rocka mik-a-phone

^^^ winner

his death won't even be still --
caroms over the landfill

Love the guy but tweedy is the last dude I’d expect to come across in this thread

O as the heavens shudder baby
I belong to you

The next four lines, too:

So is this what it's come to?
Am I cold or just a little bit warm?
Oh well
Give me an easy life and a peaceful death

I don't know, but I've been told
Jimmy Page is just too damn old

Yo no soy marinero
Soy capitán

«You look like you've been losin' sleep"
Said a stranger on a train
I fixed him with an ice cold stare
And said "I've been havin' those dreams again…»

Charlie, ferchrissakes, if you wanna know the truth of it
I don't have a husband, he don't play the trombone

favorite actor dennehy, favorite drink o'doul's
bears hawks sox bulls

No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground where they used to grow

Saw Adam and Eve
without their leaves

i'll never travel far
without a little Big Star

save my life, I'm going down for the last time
woman with the sweet lovin' better than a white line

i found an island in your arms, a country in your eyes?
arms are chains. eyes are lies

It's the nexus of the crisis
The origin of storms

Well, on the government website from the 21st March 2020
It said COVID-19 was no longer high risk

I live my life like a shot in the wind, if tomorrow don't come I know, I stole my share of fun for me
Cause I'm too fast, too rad, I'm going wasted when I go, the cost of freedom's never free

The backstage of your life
Is filled with props and lines you should have sung
The backstage of your life
Is filled with echoes of the ones you love

I'm the type of guy who doesn't have a type at all
I'm not dressed for this climate someone take me to the mall

if there's ever anyone else, i'll understand and kill him
and i'll overflow your every inlet, you will not cough and spit
you'll welcome me in
and i tell you with my tongue between your toes
if there's ever anyone else
don't let them do this

Oh, what an ordinary day
Take out the garbage, masturbate

When I saw mushroom head
I was born and I was dead

So let us not talk about the past
The descending voices when we dare
To fall in each other's arms
There is nothing to say about history

A sparkled shiny diner
Is a home fir wayward maga
Aghhhh

She tried to hit me with a mop,
And I can't stand it anymore.

otm

look it up in the bookmobile
look it up in the gun rack

god's up in heaven or not there at all
and down on the ground ain't too far to fall

I’ll never know
I’ll never know

rock rock til you drop
rock rock never stop

you opened my mail apart at the seams
Now you know I live beyond my means

Yes, my world's tumbling down, stone by stone to the ground
Please take out the garbage

No more dragging this wormy anus ‘round on shag piles from Persia to Thrace
I've severed my reeking gonads, fed them to your shrunken face