My contribution to the fun:
Oh, child, what is the price of said item? The realm of angels is a location on terra firma.
At the time that I arise from my slumber, before my cosmetic products are applied. . .
A person who desires sexual relations with me must first become an acquaintance of my acquaintances.
I know I know #3, but I can’t figure it out.
“The first person narrator would travel by foot 2640000 feet, and the first person narrator would travel by foot an additional 2640000 feet…”
Sir Rhosis
Wannabe, by the Spice Girls. My searchfu is strong tonight.
That Spice Girls song. ‘If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends.’ I don’t know the title, for which my eternal soul is grateful.
Im Gonna Be (500 Miles), the Proclaimers. ‘I would walk 500 miles, and I would walk 500 more…’
All those are still unsolved, plus an easier one:
Unable to determine a method for terminating my life functions so far,
My visual orbs experience discomfort due to acerbic perspiration
It appears the sum total of routes direct me toward the absence of location
This one has lasted longer than any of my previous efforts 
Here’s another easy one:
Much obliged, Daneel
^^^There is a house in New Orleans, that they call ‘The Rising Sun’."
brianjedi, I will no doubt kick myself once yours are revealed… I should know them!!!
Sir Rhosis
One more easy one before bed, certain portions of the lyrics have not been translated for fear of too easy identification.
An insignificant trifling peice of music accompanied by vocals concerning …
A duo of North Americans who have not yet achieved adulthood being reared in cliched phrase denoting a somewhat centrist portion of the country…
Sir Rhosis
Mr Roboto, Styx (‘Domo arigato, Mr Roboto’)
Jack and Diane, John Cougar Mellencamp (‘A little ditty, ‘bout Jack and Diane. Two American kids, livin’ in the heartland.’)
These are all pretty easy, I think:
Don your footwear of scarlet and make rhythmic motions to the sound of music performed by such artists as Muddy Waters and Howlin’ Wolf.
You claim that all music contains the same aural qualities, yet you purchase it anyway. You cannot explain it away, pal. We should break new ground.
You may not answer to the title of a popular song by Duran Duran, but this does not bother me as I have no fondness for the material often found on beaches or in playgrounds.
Young man, I have not discovered a method by which I can expel your kind from my cerebral cortex. I contemplate only the affectionate feelings and activities directed by your person towards myself.
At the time of the post-dusk hours, when the earth reflects the absence of light, and the only form of illumination is provided by the celestial body circling our planet …
At the time of which our paths crossed for the first time, you currently held down a job as an employee of an establishment specializing in mixed drinks.
“gowin’ up,” I think are the actual words. You’re a master at this! Night.
Sir Rhosis
I know that 5 is “Dawning of The Age of Aquarius,” or whatever the title is, but at the moment, I’ll be damned if I can recall the real words.!
Sir Rhosis
That’s incorrect.
Wow! Got me! I was sure it was that…
Sir Rhosis
It’s “Stand By Me,” right?
Let’s Dance by Bowie
OK, midling difficulty, I think:
I lack utlity, but that will change soon. Tomorrow’s on its way.
A little easier, maybe:
The priest made a happy facial expression as he communicated his thoughts to me.
He asked me to travel with him for a short distance.
He told me I lacked company, and the money and time to fix that.
Don’t You Want Me (“You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar when I met you”)