MrTR1: Do Ya Wanna Dance?
These are still unanswered. BJ3 is a Mellencamp song. BJ4 is not a Steve Miller song.
BJ2 - The theology professional has expressed that this is the termination of time, and the largest North American river is in danger of ceasing to flow.
BJ3 - Person-shaped pest control device on a frame, dark-hued avian creature in the primary agricultural storage building. 400 units of land measure devoid of anything that used to constitute my crop production center.
BJ4 - One standard month of daylight periods, and the same of darkness, I am returning home on an airborne conveyance.
BJ5 - I believe I was incorrect. I believe you were correct. The sum of my disgruntled units of language prevent me from entering slumber.
A few more:
LJ-4: Greetings, condition of lack of light, with which I am intimately acquainted from a time in the distant past; it is my intention to engage in conversation with you a second time, the reason being that a visual hallucination, moving in a stealthy manner, has deposited its reproductive ovules whilst I was in a state of unconsciousness. Furthermore, the visual hallucination which was thereby embedded into my cerebral cortex is as yet still present, contained within a lack of sonic stimuli.
LJ-5: A period of seven complete revolutions of the Earth has passed since you observed me via your ocular organs, rotated your cranium along the Z axis, and declared your feelings of outrage.
LJ-6: I have been informed that there existed an esoteric combination of sonic frequencies which, when performed by the second King of Israel, gave the Judeo-Christian deity a sense of great happiness and satisfaction. However, is it not true that you have no particular interest in such sonic frequencies?
LJ5 is “One Week” by the Barenaked Ladies.
I’ll do a whole song, when this page is over. It’ll get crushed beneath all the replies if I’d do it now.
I wish people could nominate complete songs to inteligginzennfjsfjkffkgndnf(sp ;)), but that would disrupt how the game is run.
LJ4 is Sound of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel
Why not start a second thread for that purpose, Aslan? I’m sure a lot of the posters from this thread would be interested.
Just as a precautionary note:
While posting the “legalese” version of an entire song is probably safe, I’d recommend dropping Ukulele Ike or another moderator/admin a quick line, and doublecheck, before doing so.
[sub]And translating the whole song back to the original is definately gonna be a no-no, o’course.[/sub]
**MrTR1:
I invite the young women at the opposite end of the unnatural channel from the Empire State’s capital to arrive at a location apart from the interior during the time period commencing with the coming sunset and culminating at the following sunrise, to perform a regulated and rythmical series of movements whilst the rays of the secondary planet illuminate the proceedings.**
MrTR1: Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight!
MrTR1: Buffalo Gals, won’t you come out tonight!
Yes!
That would have to be ‘Birdhouse’ by They Might Be Giants.
I haven’t come up with anything to contribute, though. 
And having said that, I thought of one. Ahem.
Some time post ‘Welcome to 1900!’ parties
At a notable altitude above the Rhine in 0% cloud cover
Mechanical noise similar to loud animal cries and storms arrived unlike any aural phenomena humans had previously encountered
Akin to the shrieks and noises of a large combative avian.
I got bored faster than I thought. Anyway, here goes:
Plastic-wrap foliage of saffron, of verdant
Appears monolith-like above the container of your gray matter.
Scan the landscape for the vagina-possessing human with the solar light beams in her optic receivers
Only to discover she has quitted the area.
Feminine form of the name Louis is contained within the layers of the atmosphere with the rarest of all crystalline jewels…
Stalk the female as she transverses a suspended footpath beside an ornate piece of cement that decoratively spouts liquid
In an area populated solely by a species of tottering equine/human variety, whose diet consists primarily of mallow-filled pastry.
In this land all the citizens assume expressions of happiness as you levitate on past the plant life that has achieved an astonishingly high growth rate.
Rent-able tabloid transportation become visible where the ocean meets land
Anticipating a time in which you will enter them and they can in turn bear you person off to far away places.
Clamber inside the rear with your facial region in moist pockets of evaporated water vapor
And you’ve departed.
Feminine form of the name Louis is contained within the layers of the atmosphere with the rarest of all crystalline jewels…
Imagine your being on a steam-powered transportation unit in a terminal
In which there are employees who caretake with mirrored neck adornments.
Without warning a life form appears near the mechanical person counter
The Ovaried One with the kaleidoscopic vision receptors. *
Desist your eminations of fussing at this moment and weep not.
Extirpate the lacrimal gland secretion from your ocular organ.
“No One Ever is to Blame” by Howard Jones.
“Hurt” by Nine Inch Nails.
“Hallelujah” By Leonard Cohen.
“Scarecrow” by John Mellencamp.
Capacitor, just for the record, I am kicking myself.
(Never in a million years when I started this thread did I think it would get this long, OR make threadspotting. Wowza!)
Females adore me because said females recognize my ability to make good music
Females adore me because said females recognize my ability to make cadance
Females adore me because said females recognize my ability to be punctual
Eep! Please insert
Females adore me because said females recognize my ability to copulate
between second and third lines