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Thank You Jack White (For the Fiber-Optic Jesus That You Gave Me)

The Flaming Lips

Fight Test [EP]

2003

save me
When I finally got it home
My whole neighborhood was aglow
And I said, "Thank you, Jack White,
For the fiber-optic Jesus that you gave me."

Where You Are

Nicole Scherzinger

Moana [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2016

we need

We make our nets from the fibers (we make our nets from the fibers)
The water is sweet inside (the water is sweet inside)
We use

stake our claim.
From fiber-optic lights to satellite rains, 
We are the pulse, the life in these veins.
From fiber-optic lights to satellite rains,  
We

no troubles
Life is the bubbles
Under the sea (Under the sea)
Under the sea (Under the sea)

We make our nets from the fibers (we make our nets from

Peyton Place, U.S.A.

Allan Sherman

My Name Is Allan

1965

qualms behind me. 
I'm gonna run away from here and make my home
In Peyton Place;
They've got their own decline and fall of ancient Rome
In Peyton

This teddy bear's all we have
The polyester fibers wash in cold
We can't stand the sight
Of normal people
As they talk about
Their 4 o'clock off time

Hit the stars can you give me an answer
Hit the stars can you give me an answer
Far from home you know where I belong
Far from home everything feels

Start Well

Vybz Kartel

Up 2 Di Time

2003

Bubba Sparxx
Some say me a di best dem come across
Mi legal firearm a fiber-glass
So nuh rush me wid do knife a rass
Dis plus me equal yuh life a lost

Migratory home sublets
And time shared diamond fiber sets

Recombinant logos keys
Bitic Qabalistic trees

I feel the grey goo boiling my blood
As leviathan

muscle, bone, and fiber made of me
Could break down
If the world turns into nothing
That'll be okay
And if I die tomorrow
That'll be okay
If I know, my

And sunk his boots into the sand.

Since that ink soaked the fiber, 
I've never felt more alive dear,
But I just can’t shake this feeling, 
That I’ve been

Crocodile Python

Rick Ross

Crocodile Python

2015

when I fuck her with the lights on
I feel the same when my niggas send the kites home

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?
They want

Respiration

Common

Black Star

1998

York the narcotic
Draped in metal and fiber optics
Where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
For profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard

Born as a God
With no one to turn to
Where is Kakarot?
Someone to burn through
Every fiber inside of me
Wants to annihilate violently
Take the title

as the fibers start to fray
Die and break
Just like the ropes we're holding as the fibers start to fray

This is the allegory of a broken home
Your Sunday morning

Comin' home headin' up the road again 
Countin' down till I bust the doors and enter in
Holdin' tight to the way that things are meant to be
Gon' get

hard to be awake and realize you're broken but
If it's true that everybody's half a person 
Seems like a free for all 

Just wound up in the fiber

Uproot the truth within, expose the fiber optical surveillance 
And let the experimentations begin 
We were constructed alive, perceive beyond these

on Pirellis
Crunch amp, Baaaaang
Makaveli
Carbon fiber my speaker box
Two fifteens make my neighbors hot
Liquor spilled on the floor brother no worries
Black

It's not enough
I'm not enough
Bury my inhibitions please

Hyperventilating
Feels like the fibers of my mind
Are separating
It's so cynical
The way I

Each part of the coconut that's all we need

We make our nets from the fibers (we weave our nets from the fibers)
The water is sweet inside (and we

chemistry erode
Take apart the pieces of the place we called our home
Deconstruct the fibers of my body 'till i bleed
Rearrange my DNA so i'll be what you

My earliest memories took place in your home 
When all us kids would spend the night.
We'd get up early to watch cartoon shows 
Until we smelled

understand

I'm coming home to this being human
I'm coming home to this being human

An empty woman, the cerebral gleam
All this demotion, they split