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Albums:

The Pierces (The Pierces) · The Line Forms Here (Dick Katz) · Guitar Forms (Kenny Burrell) · New Forms (Roni Size) · Fields and Forms (Mike Westbrook) · Endless Forms Most Beautiful [Deluxe Edition] (Nightwish) · New Forms II (Roni Size) · Endless Forms Most Beautiful (Nightwish) · 1000 Forms of Fear (Sia) · 1000 Forms of Fear (Sia) – and 90 other albums »


And then you wait in the line
You got to fill out a form first
And then you wait in the line

Okay, a new kid in school
Got to follow the rule
You got
Long time on the phone line
There's sunshine when I dial 9
Small breaths form words
Like crystals in warm air
And I want you for my very very own
form
It's big enough to keep me warm
When a cold wind's coming
So go where you will
As long as you think you can
You'd better watch out, watch out
Sword and spear
Wall of shields
Standing strong
On this their chosen battle field

Form the lines
Shield by shield
Side by side
We're
another day
Let me in immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway

Here I am with my immigration form
It's big enough to keep me
Try - still you got nowhere
Try and stay in line
And live by all the rules
They say to follow

Try to conform in your head
They'll feed you
chants her funeral song
A weird sweet music fills the air
As shadow forms gather in circles
And it is nighttime, so cold, so dark
When spirits start
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, by and by

There are loved ones in the glory
Whose dear forms you often miss
When you close your earthly
seein'
When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm
But from miles away you can see her sway
To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms
day
Let me in immigration man
I won't toe your line today
I can't see it anyway

Here I am with my immigration form
It's big enough to keep me
form
It's big enough to keep me warm
When a cold wind's coming
So go where you will
As long as you think you can
You'd better watch out, watch out
bring to them

Bodies blown clean apart
Another thousand widows cry with grief
Skulls are crushed by it's treads

The war cannot be won
When facing this
form
It's big enough to keep me warm
When a cold wind's coming
So go where you will
As long as you think you can
You'd better watch out, watch out
form a long long trip
Like a mother to a child

Whenever Grandma got blue, like only widows do
She'd go to their bedroom, and close the door
And for
The parade of souls is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
The all stars play when the saints go
reconstruct.

Self-destruct, my influx, mood themes,
And fragile forms for you to fill out. signing your name on the line.
Signing bonus for the homeless
Fascinate
To be shade cast by 
The forms of mortal men
The light cuts around my body
Revealing evidence of times 
Before my presence
It
to life the lifeless
No image can replace, the dark fall from your grace
Dreams last as long as it takes to remember
They always fade

When all is said
Well, I know how it feels to be ripped from my roots
And tossed into a world unbending
Not long ago I was bitten by the truth
Some folks spend their
the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town

I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line
Once I tried to row
'Cause you know I hate to fly
so I set out from the coast
But got battered by the tide
As I glided back to shore
I raised
and old Lucy Brown
Oh the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town.

Aah I said Jenny Diver, Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte
will be flipped I'm sure
Long Beach, right by the water
Respect is due when you walk through the border
Line, if you don't you might find your face in
Go form a queue at Villa Rosie every night
(So tasty)

Across the common every day, you come across the fine line
But wearing boots can prevent
by you
We prey upon your bowing form

Day dreaming, idols deceiving
Enigmatic fixation

Age of piety
Mind expansion
A mystic cloud
Dead under