Paint it Black, the Rolling Stones
I suspect (b) and (c) in my previous post are outside many people’s experience; as hints they are both on well-received albums by fairly high profile artists. They’re not from the same time period as the rest of mine though.
Gentlemen, you are both correct (except Enginerd, I was thinking Rod Stewart’s “Tonight’s the Night”). No problem though, and well done!
“Tangled Up in Blue” by His Bobness
Correct of course!
Nirvana - Lithium
Here are some Spoons style ones:
A. A lunar eclipse pursues me in my saltations.
B. Both your affections and your desire for retribution would be useful attributes should we endeavor to compose a potboiler novel together.
C. Should any complications arise, it is mandatory that they be flagellated.
D. Circuit used for transmitting electric signals over long distances, I request an appointment in my crepuscular state of existence.
E. This evening, your popularity has experienced a dramatic surge in an archipelago consisting of over six thousand mountainous islands which lie in the deep azure Pacific.
So easy, I post this not as a challenge, but for entertainment purposes only. I used to sing this version of the song so often with my brother and father when I was a child, I know it better than the real version:
Three Myopic Rodents
Three Myopic Rodents
Observe how they perambulate
Observe how they perambulate
They perambulated over to the agriculturalist’s spouse
Who amputated their appendages with a carving utensil
Have you ever observed such an occurrence in your existence
With Three Myopic Rodents
Three Myopic Rodents…
Ha, I learned almost the same version from my parents!
“Telephone Line”, Electric Light Orchestra?
Yup 
Cheer Up Sleepy Jean - The Monkees
Summer Breeze - The Isley Brothers
On reflection, the proper title may be “Daydream Believer.”
a) I’m being followed by a moonshadow (Cat Stevens)
c) When a problem comes along… you must whip it! (Devo)
e) You’re big in Japan, tonight (Alphaville)
All correct.
I think they’ve all been answered, but
Scuba_Ben said:
7 and a half cents doesn’t buy a hell of a lot,
7 and a half cents doesn’t mean a thing.
But give it to me every hour, 40 hours every week,
that’s enough for me to be living like a king.
HeyHomie said:
If I Had a Million Dollars - Barenaked Ladies
Polycarp said:
I’m Henry the Eighth, I Am - Hermans Hermits
**DareToBeStupid **, #506 a, Lithium - Nirvana
In-a-gadda-da-vida?
mmm
I have just completed my secondary education in its entirety
It would seem that I am very, very popular
I am compelled to move to rythyms not unlike a harlequin
There is a communiqué stating
That my desires include being an uncontrolled individual
Affirmative, I am an uncontrolled individual
a. A male person of my acquaintance, who has just attained his majority and completed his military obligation, whose youth was spent a short distance north of the New Mexico border, is now on his Wanderjahr. In the near future, I shall depart with him. Because he is a professional equestrian showman in the Western tradition, my father and mother disapprove of him. Indeed, it is my father’s prediction that his departure will leave me disconzsolate. Nonetheless, I vow to pursue him down that thoroughfare which to my knowledge is most in need of repaving. As I said, in the near future, I shall depart with him.
b. Is it possible that that set of pedal appendages betrod the verdant Pennines prior to the Sack of Rome? And that the sacred Agnus Dei was put to graze on British pasturage?
c. O namesake of Mrs. C.S. Lewis whose native land is that portion of the underworld reserved for the heroic and virtuous: drunkenly we enter the conflagration, your celestial chancel!
“Someday Soon,” Judy Collins (written by Ian Tyson, I think?)
“Jerusalem,” setting of words from William Blake
Yes, yes to the parenthetical, and yes.
Already done, but I was bored:
A diminutive shadowy figure of a man is in view. I call out twice to a member of the commedia dell’arte and enquire as to his willingness to undertake a particular Andalusian folk dance. High-decibel electrical discharges of a meteorological nature inspire in me great trepidation. I, a famous Florentine natural philosopher and four of his namesakes, and the chief protagonist of a trilogy of plays by Pierre-Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais are all (by implication) considered particularly splendid by the standards of the aforementioned natural philosophers’ native country. My status as an urchin has made me a pariah; however, some feel that this status necessitates mitigation of a sentence of capital punishment as would otherwise be given for the commission of a particularly heinous act. That which is obtained with minimal exertion may similarly be lost effortlessly. I petition for immediate release from incarceration. You invoke the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful and vigorously and repeatedly decline my request despite exhortations from others and myself to grant it. I thrice namecheck a musical containing songs composed by Benny Andersson and Björn Ulvaeus and once more reiterate my petition on the grounds that a Semitic deity once worshipped in the Philistine city of Ekron has reserved an infernal being for my specific use.
“I see a little silhouetto of a man…”
“Bohemian Rhapsody,” Queen