In a big country, dreams stay with you…
Luke’s waitin’ on the judgment day.
It’s time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.
Gypsy Scotty tells a story about a girl in Kentucky… where’d he get it?
According to Rob, Code Monkey seems to have a decent work ethic. So what’s his problem at work?
I’m hypnotized and mesmerized, and the sunshine… what does the sunshine do?
Makin’ love to girls in the magazines.
I was wounded three times, and as a result, can’t move too quickly. Where am I?
My bike has a basket, a bell, and some decorations. Why can’t I give it to you?
When love, justice and force are gone, what remains?
Beat me to it! That’s what I get for spending the last 5 hours on other threads! 
Gee, I don’t know any of the other recent ones either!
Nothing but the Earth and sky.
His output stinks, his code is neither functional nor elegant, probably because he’s distracted by his crush on the receptionist who doesn’t seem to reciprocate his feelings.
You borrowed it.
She took the dollar from the jar, but instead of giving me a meaningful fortune reading, just gave some meaningless BS (e.g., the town where I was born) and parlor tricks (e.g., lit a candle with her eyes). When I pressed her, she finally gave a VERY cryptic fortune that I couldn’t make head or tail of. As I lay awake in bed that night, what did I come to understand?
What shall happen to those who put their faith in fire?
She showed me her treasures of paper and tin, and we played a game, only . . .
What little defect (from my point of view) did that game have?
Okay, an easy one already:
I am going back to New Orleans. What will I wear there?
That ball and chain.
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Who do I sometimes want to stop from talking when I hear the silly things that she says?
According to Kesha, only Styrofoam. Best line from the song: “In ten years…Britney Spears…Britney WHO?”
Alison.
Hey, njtt, this is fun. For you and all others who want to play and get even more right (after all, don’t we all get frustrated and start to lose interest where there are too many we can’t answer?) – I’m getting the hang of googling these. If you don’t recognize the source, then try to pick a line from the clue that looks like it might be more-or-less verbatim from the source song and google that – sometimes with quotation marks around it. I’ve been trying to include at least some such line in most of my clues, and I see most others are doing likewise.
For example: Google for: lit a candle with her eyes and you’ll immediately find . . .
Uh… pages of hits about rituals for lighting the Sabbath candles. (With your eyes???)
Okay, try it with quotes around it… And you’ll find the answer immediately. Then, likewise, try “those who put their faith in fire” and you’ll get that immediately too.
I’ve been getting some of these that way. It’s like doing crossword puzzles… Do you permit yourself to use a crossword dictionary, or is that somehow cheating? F’rinstance, I got the Alison answer that way, although I’ve never otherwise heard of this song before.
– Senegoid
I regard googling for the answer as cheating, although I have googled some of my questions to make sure I got the phraseology just right. (I am not always convinced the lyric sites are better than my memory, though.)
Oakminster may have been thinking of Kansas.
Indeed I was. 
Awww, that makes me baddd, for a few of the answers I’ve gotten anyway.
Surely you (or someone) should get this one though, that I put up a few posts back . . .
After a series of increasingly lame excuses, why can Henry ultimately not fix the hole in the bucket?
(I already put the answer as a spoiler with that.)
Same here. I’ve been working off memory on all these. Perhaps I’m naive, but I thought we all were.
Okay, a few not to be googled:
From where can one see the city lights?
Who knew my name when I woke up in a Soho doorway?
What is Shannon going to do?
Got both of those.
That one, too. Good Job!
Why have I climbed the highest mountains and run through the fields?
In the garden I was playing the tart, I kissed your lips and broke your heart. How were you acting?
You’re turning tricks with your crucifix. What are you?
Solsbury Hill
A policeman.
You were acting like it was the end of the world.
Only to be with you.
Those are correct.
I changed my locks, got a new phone number, sold my old car, and started dressing differently. What else did I change trying to get away from you?
Miles to go before I sleep… 200 more. What’s in store over that distance?
When Marie rolled over and went to heaven, what else did she take with her?