On the basis that there are probably only about three people still alive in the whole world who know that Peggy is a diminutive of Margaret, that was a tough one.
A John Otway cover version would revert it to the original that it lampoons. A bit like if you simplified your Alternative Song Titles back to their sources. But anyway. Can’t please everyone.
Free to do your thing between the Yural Mountains, the Pacific and Arctic Drainage basins, the Arctic Ocean, Kazakhstan and the borders of Mongolia and China.
Capital stuff Smudger, but pedantry and googling at the same time? I heard of a chap that was accidentally harpooned by natives and eaten for that. Diving for pearls, apparently. Unusually keen, even by their standards.
Your free astral Magick Pakora punnet is now available to download.
There’s a Badly Drawn Boy tune called Body Rap …but I suspect getting B. Ody Wrap from that is a convoluted step too far. Plus, there’s no London connection.
I’ll shut up, shall I?
Manifold breeds of petite shaggy creatures assembled in a grotto and practicing the terpsichorean arts with a member of an ancient people that inhabited northern Scotland in Roman times.
Losing My Religion
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
Anarchy In The UK
Watching the snooker, back later with some…
I’m Sure I Admire The Contents Of Your Closet
I know what I like (in your wardrobe)
Right, break time in the snooker and Ronnie O’Sullivan is his usual weird self so all’s well with the world. Now then..
The cessation of life and all associated biological processes stabilized with dual pins.
Comply, reluctantly.
Concupiscence of being.
Atrocity initiates domestically.
It’s The End Of The World As We Know It
(Brain not working)
(Still not working – damn you Doom Bar)
In Every Dream Home A Heartache
Nope, and nope.
At least I’m consistent
(consistently wrong)
Last one is Barbarism Begins at Home?
Spot on.
Third one Lust for Life
It is indeed.
Numbers one and two still unsolved…
First one is Death on two legs ?
Yay!
Number two clue: single word title from the mid 90s
Is it Acquiese? DefinItely? Maybe?
That’s the one.
My Father’s Sister’s Child Is Apparently Beyond Reproach
My perfect cousin?
The activities I enjoy, he finds no happiness in.
A Close Female Friend Is Unwell
Girlfriend in a Coma
Or the unreleased Work Colleague With A Nasty Cough (It’s Probably Not Serious)
Vaginas Remain Omni Powerful.
Cunts Are Still Running The World. (come on, try harder)
I never knew it had a subtitle in brackets but it makes sense.
A Structure Spanning Distressed Liquid
Bridge Over Troubled Water
Jaunt warrant.
Ticket To Ride
Yup.
It is mandatory to practice the terpsichorean arts.
Gotta Dance
Not what’s written on the card I’m afraid…
Don’t Forget To Dance.
Nope.
Just Dance?
Nooo. You’re both close, but I need the correct answer.
Easy clue: a huge, enormous global hit, one of several from a various artists album.
The Safety Dance.
And still no.
Everybody dance now.
Another faller at the last fence.
Come on people, it’s easy peasy. Honestly.
Everybody Dance
Sigh. No.
You Should Be Dancin’
Hallelujah!
Yeah!
Margaret! Take legal action!
Peggy Sue.
Well done Slug.
On the basis that there are probably only about three people still alive in the whole world who know that Peggy is a diminutive of Margaret, that was a tough one.
Well I never! I’ve learnt something interesting today!
https://www.straightdope.com/columns/read/764/why-is-peggy-the-nickname-for-margaret/
I suspect no one ever referred to Thatcher as Peggy.
Or even Hilda.
Yup, my mum’s name! Her mother was also Margaret and called herself Peggy.
I always thought it was Scottish, like Senga.
Unilluminated urban extremities.
Darkness on the Edge of Town (put a bit of effort in).
Well played sir.
Regina gyrating
Dancing Queen
Of course
Bring evening repast to feed the pilot
Supper’s Ready?
No. Earlier in the evening.
Must be Tea for the Tillerman?
That’s it
My Contemporaries
This needs a John Otway cover version.
Most songs need an Otway version
A John Otway cover version would revert it to the original that it lampoons. A bit like if you simplified your Alternative Song Titles back to their sources. But anyway. Can’t please everyone.
I foresee a public disturbance
I pre-dicked a riot
I Predict A Riot.
I’m in good company.
https://youtu.be/ww5GXbk58R0
Special giveaway from Britain’s favourite tabloid this week – classic rock posters. So far, it’s been Jagger, Richards and now Watts.
Third Stone From The Sun.
Mayday!
Help!
Free to do your thing between the Yural Mountains, the Pacific and Arctic Drainage basins, the Arctic Ocean, Kazakhstan and the borders of Mongolia and China.
Back In The USSR?
Nope.
A free punnet of magick pakoras to anyone who gets it.
Siberian Khatru.
I hope it’s right as I’m no ‘Yes’ fan so took quite a bit of Googling to find this, but I am quite partial to a pakora.
Khatru means ‘as you wish’ apparently.
Pedantic moment – surely it’s ‘Ural’ mountains.
Capital stuff Smudger, but pedantry and googling at the same time? I heard of a chap that was accidentally harpooned by natives and eaten for that. Diving for pearls, apparently. Unusually keen, even by their standards.
Your free astral Magick Pakora punnet is now available to download.
From Russia with love?
Stalin wasn’t stalling?
In this place Helios ejaculates.
Here Comes The Sun
You got it!
Pacifism is not advisable however neither is exerting force on a continuous flow of water.
You Don’t Pull No Punches, But You Don’t Push The River
Yes indeed.
Blimey, is it ten past eleven already.
Who Knows Where The Time Goes
Spot on.
Did you go back in time to post that?
A case of the blues in a subterranean effluvial conduit at the witching hour.
Down in the Tube Station at Midnight.
Unfortunately not, dear boy.
The Stranglers’ ‘Down In The Sewer’?
Yes indeed.
@RobC why the witching hour?
That’s what threw me.
Accidental, old boy. I had the title ‘Down In The Sewer At Midnight’ in my head. No idea why. Honestly. None whatsoever at all.
Ta Rob mon vieux gars
This female sheep is unique
Only Ewe?
You are on the right track, but I want a longer title.
Only You.
I refer the Honorable Gentleman to the answer I gave some moments ago.
If You Were the Only Girl in the World.
No. Five words too many, five syllables too many, and you’ve got one white peg, and no black ones.
Only You (and You Alone)
Pegs?
You’ll make me cry
OK I’ll try again.
You Are the Only One.
I know it’s one word too many but I’ll flog this dead horse til I hit paydirt.
There was a big clue in my last answer
only you (in tears)
The word ‘only’ does not appear in the title.
You are the World
After this attempt I concede you’ve won @salwarpe
Is there ‘Nothing’ I can say ‘to’ help ‘you’?
Ram!
Nothing compares 2 U
hurrah.
My life is complete.
The Madness Of Bill
William, It Was Really Nothing?
Cash for old rope.
Money for Nowt.
A distinct lack of hooligans in our domicile.
Cemented inside the 12th largest port in the USA with the former capital of Egypt doldrums anew.
Transmission from the seat of government.
2: Stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again
Correct.
No thugs in our house.
Correct.
3. Washington Bullets ?
No. UK based.
I thought that was a great answer from Slug. Is it another Clash song?
London Calling
Right group, wrong song!!
Capital Radio
Yay!
It’s quite something when a title could be a good alternative for three separate songs by the same band.
I never even thought of the other two!
Spitfire
Hurricane
Almost
They’re not exactly the same thing, are they?
@salwarpe
Is that “What difference does it make?”😬
Good call! I like it.
Sadly it wasn’t a new title, but rather a clue to the ‘Spitfire’ challenge.
Thank you , it was a joke (which isn’t funny anymore.)
Like a Hurricane!!
Woo hoo!
London body builder covers one of the goodies with paper, string & sellotape…
There’s a Badly Drawn Boy tune called Body Rap …but I suspect getting B. Ody Wrap from that is a convoluted step too far. Plus, there’s no London connection.
I’ll shut up, shall I?
Bow he-man wraps oddie…
Blimey!
I’d just got and you gave it away!!
Bo Rap
to use Roger Taylor’s description: is it that bloody song again?
I wonder why. He wrote the B side, I’m In Love With My Car, and is, therefore entitled to half the royalties.
One likes to relax at the end of the week
Friday I’m in loafers?
(up arrow. beer out of nose icon)
Manifold breeds of petite shaggy creatures assembled in a grotto and practicing the terpsichorean arts with a member of an ancient people that inhabited northern Scotland in Roman times.
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict
Of course.
Having wasted all that time trying and failing to get SalW’s female sheep one
I just wanted to prove I still have a few grey cells left.
Ha! You and me both, Hubert.
How Mr Wogan secures his wig
This one’s for @hubert-rawlinson
Terry Keeps his Clips On.
Hurrah.
Ha! Gideon Coe just played TKHCO!
Irritating athmospheric conditions causby by a differential in pressure.
It’s raining men?
The Sun Ain’t Gonna Shine Anymore
or
Like A Hurricane
Sorry Rigid, no.
Red Rain?
No Salwarpe.
Think mid-70’s US AOR pap.
I will probably have to fold, unless – hmm ‘irritating’ – something by Joni Mitchell?
‘fraid not, Salwarp. Let me see…acoustic ballad about the fragility of life – one of those bands that are America personified.
Just not to leave the thread hanging…
It was ‘Dust in the Wind’
No, Jack.
I’ve only just seen the typing error – that should be ’caused by’.