I Like Traffic Lights

I like traffic lights,. I like traffic lights,. I like traffic lights,. No matter where they've been.. I like traffic lights,. I like traffic lights,.

I'm So Worried

I'm so worried about what's happening today,. In the Middle East, you know?. And I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval. System they've got at Heathrow..

I Like Chinese

The world today is absolutely crackers.. With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high.. There's fools and idiots sitting on the trigger.. It's depressing, and it's senseless, and that's why....

I Bet You They Won't Play This Song On The Radio

I bet you they won't play this song on the radio.. I bet you they won't play this new ng song.. It's not that it's or controversial. just that the ng words are awfully strong..

Inducted Into The Canadian Songwriters Hall Of Fame

Istigkeit

My own mind is mine to drive. In lanes that aren't allowed that's why I'm allowed in circles around. 'Cause at the top of it all from where we are all.

I'm The Only Gay Eskimo

im the only gay eskimo. im the only one i know. im the only gay eskimo in my tribe. . i go out seal hunting with my best friend tarka. but all i wanna do is get into his parka.

I Am Cow!!!!

I am Cow, hear me moo. I weigh twice as much as you. And I look good on the barbecue. Yogurt, curd, cream cheese and butter's. Made from liquid from my udders.

I Want To Look Like Arnold

I spend my days watching TV with a beer. (ooh-ahh, you're fat). This seems to have caused my upper belly to appear. (ooh-ahh, you're fat). Then one day, my woman went and left me.

Intro/decaptitaded Saints

Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh,. Destroys and burns me down alive,. Ulcerated lips stinking of death,. Excommunicated creators of mine,. Blasphemous words and eyes that bleed,.

Intro/final Massacre

Warriors with hate inflict destruction,. Comes true the awful prediction,. . Still alive corpses lie in the street,. Spitting the blood to the God,. Dying in flames dammed mob,.

Incarnation

A soul in blackness once enslaved. Reaching an outer dimension. To get my unrest slayed. Wisdom ideas in seven steps. . I saw them flying, falling, dying.

I.f.y.

(Originally performed by Depeche Mode. Music: Depeche Mode / Lyrics: Piotr Wiwczarek). . I feel you. Your son is dead. I feel you. Within my mind. You're fearing me.

I Feel You

I feel you. Your son is dead. I feel you. Within my mind. You're fearing me. Still fearing me. My kingdom comes. You tried to do. To lead me through eternity.

I Am Who Feasts Upon Your Soul

I am who listens to the wishes and prayers. Every time as you kneel by my feet. I am the oppressing whisper in your head. In time when desire controls and commands.

I Hadn't Anyone Till You

I hadn't anyone. Till you. I was a lonely one. Till you. I used to lie awake and wonder. If there could be. A someone in this wide world. . Just made for me.

I'm Smashed

I'm smashed!. Looks like I'm gone and done. I'm crashed. I think I'll step right on it. I'm tempted to think. It's gettin' late and I'm ripped. You know my mind is spinnin'.

I Ain't Got Nothin' But The Blues

Ain't got the change of a nickel. Ain't got no bounce in my shoes. Ain't go no fancy to tickle. . I ain't got nothing but the blues. Ain't got no coffee that's perking.

I Got A Right To Cry

I've Got A Right To Cry. I've Got A Right To Cry. All day I sing the blues. I'm in my lonely shoes. Could you be so unkind?. I nearly lost my mind. I wonder if you care.

In The Cells