Correct!
“Thick as a Brick” Jethro Tull
Oh, crap! I just realized that I remembered the lyrics wrong for my #2. It’s probably obvious anyway, but here’s a revised version:
In bygone days you were clothed splendidly. You also engaged in acts of charity towards citizens who had fallen upon hard times when you yourself were in your salad days. Do you agree that this is an accurate assessment of the situation?
Andrew 21 is correct with “Thick as a Bock.”
In days long past the momentary observation of hosiery was regarded as a violation of propriety. Hpwever at present the Omniscient is aware that any randomly selected entity will proceed. On this date this terrestrial globe has contracted a psychosis, the res bona is regarded as its inverse, and that of ebon hue appears blanched on this date, a the same time as most male persons given high regard by persons of the feminine gender are but foolish rentboys. Though my competence at courtship is minimal, I am obliged to respond to your inquiry of betrothal that indeed any randomly selected entity will, as previously noted, proceed.
Perchance…?
Blue Moon,
You saw me standing alone,
Without a dream in my heart,
Without a love of my own
Always did like the Sha Na Na cover. 
Anything Goes, by Cole Porter.
Upon occasion one will encounter difficulty self-identifying as a female in an extreme monogamous relationship. Periods of adversity coexist with a mate’s periods of pleasure while engaged in activities beyond your cognition. That said, it is imperative that affection include absolution regardless of comprehension. Said feelings of affection likewise mandate an appreciation of a mate’s accomplishments, particularly in light of the mate’s posession of attributes indicative of a mismatched 23rd chromosomal pairing.
An indefinite variety of objects proceed towards the core; conversely, such objects also achieve egress. The objects in question include, but are not necessarily limited to, vertebrates that have not evolved the capacity to breathe on dry land, yellow fruits of the genus Musa, antiquated sleepwear, the meat of mature specimens of Ovis aries as well as that of domestic cattle, and, of the aforementioned aquatic vertebrates, specifically certain members of the subfamily Salmoninae.
Correct!
Also correct!
Accurate
Correct…and correct. 
No response to #340 yet?
Here’s another song from the same artist:
At week’s end I’ve been remunerated for my labors
I manage money poorly and don’t count among the savers
Instinctively I feel the need for exuberant behavior
Saturday night and my mood has a sanguine flavor
I am going to dance and/or commit carnal acts
With destructive overtones
I will move parts of my anatomy suggestively
I intend to dance and/or commit carnal acts
tonight*
*had to get some rhyme into one of these things.
“I Hear You Knocking,” Smiley Lewis (or Dave Edmunds)
A. Though my biography has frequently been reported, I am simply an immature male without adequate access to pecuniary resources. I have prodigally expended my capital to obtain a supply of incoherent utterances adequate to fill an inset garment-pouch suitable for carrying small objects, such utterances being totally comprised of prevarications and jocular remarks. Nonetheless a given person perceives only those auditory stimuli which suit him, and refuses to retain any other such stimuli.
B. Discrete evidences of precipitation upon floribundas and immature feline vibrissae, polished pots of element 29 suitable for stewing or boiling, moderately heated glovelike objects composed of the harvested coats of ovine ungulates, parcels wrapped in Kraft paper held in place by lightweight cords: these are samples from among my desiderata.
C. My only desire was for a commodity reserved for a particular purpose, one which you considered holy or sanctified, for solely a trice to be fearless, dreadnaught, nude, in a location perpendicular to your axis of attention. On numerous occasions it has seemed to me that you shall never comprehend my person. Kindly aver that this occaion shall be perpetual in duration.
A) Occasionally, individuals state that humanity is naught but a golem; containing greater quantities of crimson ichor and protein-laden sinews, as you near the poverty line.
In addition, a human’s composition incorporates calcium-rich structures surrounded by a pliable cutaneous layer; solidly constructed, despite the absense of ample grey matter.
What does it gain a man, to transfer 32,000 imperial pounds from his back to a conveyance vehicle? Naught, aside from greater insolvency over a single diurnal passage.
I beseech the disciple of Jesus who thrice denied Him: Please, do not entreat me to advance towards your physical position, I will refuse if you do so!
This faceless corporation’s general market possesses a lien on my ability to sing and dance in the manner of Motown.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens;
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens;
Brown paper packages tied up with strings;
These are a few of… – “My Favorite Things”, Rodgers & Hammerstein
Yep
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man’s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me 'cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store
–“Sixteen Tons”, Tennessee Ernie Ford
“The Boxer,” by Simon and Garfunkel:
I am just a poor boy
Though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest…
Remains unanswered:
Fifteenth letter of the alphabet, infant, infant, infant, infant, infant,
Newborn, newborn, newborn, na-na-an-na-na-na-newborn, newborn,
Pre-toddler, pre-toddler, pre-toddler
Return, neonate, I desire to make believe the two of us are grownups who cohabitate a homestead
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*C. My only desire was for a commodity reserved for a particular purpose, one which you considered holy or sanctified, for solely a trice to be fearless, dreadnaught, nude, in a location perpendicular to your axis of attention. On numerous occasions it has seemed to me that you shall never comprehend my person. Kindly aver that this occaion shall be perpetual in duration. *
Is this Torn, by Natalie Imbruglia??
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