The God Is My Co-Pilot Lyrics Sheet: "I" Songs


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I. Cream

Craig Flanagin

She puts the bi into bicep
Caroline Caroline
I scream Caroline
I scream for my ice cream scoop girl
make it 2 scoops cause I want to see
you go like this again
she puts the bi into bicep
oh my oh my


I. Rocket

[AKA: Invisible Rocket]

Craig Flanagin

I hold my hand out in the darkness. I can't see it, but I know that it's there. My heart will show me the things I know, If my body is well prepared. Strap me in the seat of a rocket. Shoot me at the heart of the sun. Make me burn and sweat until I forget That my work is never done. I look at the things that I do as if I weren't doing them myself. It's plain to see what an action means if it's taken by someone else.


I Hate Girls

Craig Flanagin and Alex Klein

I hate girls with no expectations. I hate girls with no common sense. I hate girls who don't hold the line. They sell me out when they sell themselves short.


I Hate My Friends

Craig Flanagin and Kevin Lynn

I hate it when they call me on the phone
And they get me to do things they want me to
I hate it when they go out and get fucked up
Just cause they've got nothing else to do

I hate myself when I just don't want to be around them
I keep on thinking they hate me too
I hate it when they try to make themselves feel good by
Pissing everyone else off too

I hate it when they want to do their songs and they get
Me to sing the things they play
I hate them they're so insecure & immature just
Count me out of their power plays

I hate myself when I never write & all my friends do
Do they think they I hate them too?
I hate it when I'm feeling like I hate it and
they don't even know I do


I Kill Kids

Craig Flanagin and Gilles Reider

Walk home the long way talk to strangers that the wrong way talk to me I kill kids I kill kids better keep hid I kill kids don't look under the bed you'll wake up dead I'll you your head & grind you up for bread


I Love My Love With An F

Craig Flanagin and Sharon Topper

I love my love with an F, Becasue she is fair
I love my love with an F, Becasue she is firm
I touched my love with my finger, Becasue she is furry
I felt my love fondly, Where she has fur
Lifting belly Never slow, Lifting belly Never hurry, Lifting belly
We went to the fair
She took with her her freckles
We saw fir trees, She took photographs
She shared freely, She shared fiercely, She shared fully
Lifting belly Never slow, Lifting belly Never hurry, Lifting belly
I love my love with an F, Becasue she is efficacious
I love my love with an F, Becasue she is fragrant
Last night she came to me My dead love came in
So softly she moved That her feet made no din
She lay down beside me And this she did say:
"It will not be long, Love, til our wedding day."
Lifting belly Never slow, Lifting belly Never hurry, Lifting belly
Lifting belly Never slow, Lifting belly Never hurry, Lifting belly
I love my love with an F, Becasue she is fair
I love my love with an F, Becasue she is firm
I touched my love with my finger, Becasue she is furry
I felt my love fondly, Where she has fur
Lifting belly Never slow, Lifting belly Never hurry, Lifting belly
Lifting belly Never slow, Lifting belly Never hurry, Lifting belly


I Pulled Up To Park

Craig Flanagin

I pulled up to park
& my sins were
sitting in my driveway
I pulled up the block
When I looked back,
they were still there

I'm never going home again

I got out of bed
looked down @ myself
went to the mirror
There was nothing there


I Saw Helen's Tits

Craig Flanagin, Sharon Topper, Elliot Sharp, and Michael Evans

Small and pointy sticking straight out two little ones
They had very good balance
I was happy to see them
I tried to take a picture
But she moved
And all I got was a picture of the door.
Mine are sort of round.


I Surrender Complete Control to Anne

[AKA: Complete Control]

Craig Flanagin

Anne and Sharon did the wild thing. First we did it gentle. Then we did it rough. Then she did me gentle, while I did her rough. I liked that. That was my favorite part. I think she liked it too, if that's what this noise means:
mmmmmm (panting) (purring)

I surrender complete Control
To Anne

I don't care if I do die...

(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)


I Tanz Jo Net

Craig Flanagin / Traditional Schwabisch

Mei Mutter mag mi net,
und koin Schatz han i net.
Oy! Warum stirb i net?
Was tu i do?

Gestern ischt Kirchweih gwe
mich hat mer gewiß net gse;
denn mir ischt gar so weh.
I tanj no net.

Laß die drei Rösle stehn
die dort am Kreuzweg blühn!
Hent ihr des Mädle kennt
das drunter leit?

[English Translation]

My mother doesn't love me,
and I have no sweetheart
Wht don't I die?
What is there for me to do?

Yesterday I went to the fair.
I didn't see anyone I knew there.
I am miserable.
I can't dance.

Don't pick those 3 roses,
that bloom at the crossroads.
Did you know the girl
who lies under them?


I Want To Be Well

[AKA: Well]

Craig Flanagin

I don't want to sit around the house all day
I don't want to be afraid I've nothing to say
I don't want to want to be able to tell
I don't want to sit around. I want to be well

Every sound is too loud. I notice every smell.
I don't wanna be afraid something's not clean
I don't want to have to say what I really mean
I don't want to have to say I want to be well

I don't want to see you look at me that way
Wish I'd left you right where you fell
Everything's too important for you to do it my way
I don't want to be like you I want to be well


Ich Will Dich Essen

[AKA: Ich/Dich]

Craig Flanagin

Ich liebe dich
Ich liebe dich nicht


If I Were Theresa

Craig Flanagin

If I were Theresa, would you love me the same? If I were her but I was me , you know what I mean? Would you still call me those sweet things, like sweet thing and stuff? I'm just asking - I don't know if I want to know or not, but I'm asking just the same - love me the same?


Iko

Craig Flanagin and James Garrison - Lyrics traditional

My Grandma and your Grandma
Were sitting by the fire
My Grandma told your Grandma
I'm gonna set your ass on fire

Look at my king all dressed in red
Iko Iko Onday
Bet You five dollars he'll kill you dead
Jakomo Feenine Nay

See that guy all dressed in green
Iko Iko Onday
He's not a man he's a loving machine
Jakomo Feenine Nay


Iko Iceland

Craig Flanagin

[A medly based on Iko, Pillu Laulu and others]

My Grandma & yr Grandma
were sitting on a geyser
my Grandma told yr Grandma
I'm gonna blow yr ass way higher

He perdido mi cabeza
ahora esta nada
donde esta la oficina
des objectos perdidos?

Hoppa aftur!
Kissa sialfa mig!
Ekki deya!

Por quŽ tu re’r?
Esta malo mi pronunciación?

Pilluja siellä - pilluja täälä
Pillusta lämpöä pakkassäälla!

Ask me Ask me Ask me Ask me
Do you want to see my behind?
Ah Ah in your pants
And do the naked butt dance!

Hey now
Heimir
Iko

Ertu strakkur e¶a stelpa?


I'm Not Gonna Lie

Craig Flanagin

Lyrics not available at this time.


I'm Not The One

Craig Flanagin

Lyrics not available at this time.


Imaginary Friend

Sharon Topper, Craig Flanagin, Otto Kentrol, and Michael Evans

A boy hit her. A boy pinched her. They were mean to her, but she didn't know it. You're going to be my imaginary friend. I'm going to make you up right now. I'm inventing an imaginary playmate. I'm giving her your body. I'm giving her your name. I'm inviting you into my life, into my imagination. I'm inviting you into my bed, to invent you as my friend. Be my imaginary playmate. Be my imaginary friend. Imaginary friend. Playmate. Friend.


In The Forest

Kevin Lynn, new material by Craig Flanagin, Otto Kentrol, and Michael Evans

In the forest, a tree falls down. No one's around; is there a sound? You can say anything you please. I can't hear the forest for the trees. Do you wanna cut my tree down, baby? Would you like to make a big sound, maybe? Would you like to - Would you like to - Would you like to say what you think of me, yeah!


In The Haunted House


In Dem Gejagten Haus In Dem Es Spukt

Written By

[This is in GodCo's new set. It is a funnny translation of "In the Haunted House", from "Sex is for Making Babies"

Dieses ist das Haus
trägt die erschreckende Haut.
Hier liegt das Haus,
wo die erschreckende sich verstecken.
In dem gejagten Haus.
In dem Haus in dem es Spukt
Dieses ist das Haus
trägt die erschreckende Haut.
Hier liegt das Haus,
wo die erschreckende sich verstecken.

Weil wir Mäuse hatten,
Heute war ein sehr guter Tag.
Heute war ein sehr guter Tag,
Weil wir Mäuse hatten.


In Too Deep

Craig Flanagin

Want to stop, can't remember how. In too deep to pull out now.


Interlocking

Written By: ?

Lyrics not available at this time


Interrogation

Fly, Craig Flanagin, Otto Kentrol, and Michael Evans

What's going an here? Why are you looking at me like that? What do you want from me? Who are you? Are you in charge here? Do you have any credentials? Can I see your ID? Where did you came from? Does your mother know where you are? Who let you in? Did you pay your admission? Do you have a bank account? Can you spare some change? Do you think $ grows on trees? Do you understand what I'm saying? Do you know where I'm coming from? How many people came before me? How would you feel if you were in my shoes? Have you seen me before? Do I look familiar? Do you come here often? Can I buy au a drink? Have you ever been in love? When was the last time you had sex? Do you masturbate? Can I touch you? Do you have any artificial limbs? Do you have any STD's? Are you HlV+? When was the last time you were tested? Do you bleed? Are you pregnant? Are you a man or a woman? Why don't you leave me alone? Are you getting hysterical? Are you on the rag? Are you a lesbian? Is that why you won't have sex with me? Is this your 1st time? Are you uncomfortable? Why don't you just relax? Have you ever been raped? Have you ever had an abortion? Are you married? Do you hove any kids? Are you on the pill? So, do you want to? Can I stick this in there? Does it hurt? Is this OK? Did you come? What does that have to do w/ me? Do you think I care? What makes you think that I'm...? Can I say something? Why don't you listen to me? Did you hear what I said? Why don't you let me speak? Why don't you listen to me? Why don't you let me speak? Are you? Do you? Did you come? Why do you ask?


Invisible Rocket

[AKA: I. Rocket]

Craig Flanagin

I hold my hand out in the darkness. I can't see it, but I know that it's there. My heart will show me the things I know, If my body is well prepared. Strap me in the seat of a rocket. Shoot me at the heart of the sun. Make me burn and sweat until I forget That my work is never done. I look at the things that I do as if I weren't doing them myself. It's plain to see what an action means if it's taken by someone else.


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Date created: 10 October 1995
Last modified: 29 November 1997
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