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Home Is Where The Hatred Is Gil Scott-Heron A junkie walking through the twilight I'm on my way home I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone Home is where the hatred is Home is filled with pain and it, Might not be such a bad idea The Other Side Gil Scott-Heron like a circle and you end up where you started If you end up where you started ain't no other side Yeah, but if life is like a curtain that I'm 90% certain that I'm looking through at something Yes, I'm New York Is Killing Me Gil Scott-Heron Yeah the doctors don't know, but New York was killing me Bunch of doctors coming round, they don't know That New York is killing me Yeah I need to go home and take it slow in Jackson, Tennessee Let me Comment #1 Gil Scott-Heron Poem here says, Comment #1 uh Comment #2 is dynamite but Comment #1 is the one we decided to use here this evening because it makes a comment if you listen closely on what is now being advertised in East Gun Gil Scott-Heron Brother man nowadays livin' in the ghetto Where the dangers sure enough real. Well when he's out late at night, and if he's got his head on right, Well, I lay you 9 to 5 he's walking with steel. Bicentennial Blues Gil Scott-Heron Some people think that America invented the blues And few people doubt that America is the home of the blues As the bluesicians have gone all over the world carrying the blues message And the world has Where Did the Night Go Gil Scott-Heron Long ago the clock washed midnight away Bringing the dawn Oh God, I must be dreaming Time to get up again And time to start up again Pulling on my socks again Should have been asleep When I was sitting Jose Campos Torres Gil Scott-Heron of pain and death had blanketed my tablets And therefore, my friends, brothers, sisters, in-laws, outlaws, and besides -- they already knew But brother Torres, common ancient bloodline brother Torres is Back Home (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron "There's been a whole lot said about your city living They told us that the streets were paved with gold And some of us believed 'em, left our home and came looking But that was just another story they Brother Gil Scott-Heron We deal in too many externals, brother Always afro's, handshakes and dashikis Never can a man build a working structure for black capitalism Always does the man read Mao or Fanon I think I know you would-be On Coming from a Broken Home (Pt. 1) Gil Scott-Heron from a broken home Sent to live with my grandma down south When my uncles was leaving And my grandfather had just left for heaven They said and as every ologist would certainly note I had no strong male H2O Gate Blues Gil Scott-Heron This here is gonna be a blues number. But first I wanna do a little bit of background on the Blues And say what it is. Plastic Pattern People Gil Scott-Heron Your plasticity is tested by a formless assault. The sun can answer questions in tune, to all your sacrifices. But why would our new jazz age give us no more mind expanding puzzles? Enter John. Enough Gil Scott-Heron it was not enough that we were bought and brought to this home as the slave, locked in the bowels of a floating shithouse, watching those we love eaten away by plauge and insanity, flesh falling like strips On Coming from a Broken Home (Pt. 2) Gil Scott-Heron And so my life has been guided All the love I needed was provided And through my mothers sacrifices I saw where her life went To give more than birth to me, but life to me And this ain't one of the cliches Is That Jazz Gil Scott-Heron Bird was the word back when tenors were heard From Kansas right up to the Prez And Billie was really the Queen of a scene That keeps echoing on in my head. Work For Peace Gil Scott-Heron Back when Eisenhower was the President, Golf courses was where most of his time was spent. Billy Green Is Dead Gil Scott-Heron The economy is in an uproar The whole damn countries is in the red Taxi fares are going up You say, "Billy Green is dead"? Alien (Hold On To Your Dreams) Gil Scott-Heron Midnight near the border trying to cross the Rio Grande Runnin' with coyotes to where the streets are paved with gold You're diving underwater when you hear the helicopters Knowing it's all been less than Or Down You Fall Gil Scott-Heron I sail alone in my paper ship The seat is made of fire I ride my horse of nuts and bolts We're made to never tire The world is just a simple circle I've got to keep on turning Yea, I've got to keep Don't Give Up Gil Scott-Heron spirits callin’ Yes it’s the spirits Can’t you hear iiiiiit Callin’ your name x 2 Yeah talkin’ bout spiriiiiiiiiiiits heh There are people whose lives are so far of the track That what they like best Running Gil Scott-Heron Because I always feel like running Not away, because there is no such place Because, if there was I would have found it by now Because it's easier to run Easier than staying and finding out you're the Small Talk At 125th And Lenox Gil Scott-Heron This is just like listening to a conversation being held by the many people who congregate on one of the most popular blocks in the largest area of black America Did you ever eat cornbread and black B Movie Gil Scott-Heron And now we act like 26% of the registered voters is actually a mandate. We're all actors in this I suppose. Blue Collar Gil Scott-Heron I been down in Pennsylvania Where I was working in the mine And I been down in Cincinnati They laid me off the assembly line Yeah, they got me looking everywhere But I ain't too proud of what I found And Give Her A Call Gil Scott-Heron Give Her a Call on the Spirits album, 1994. Being Blessed (Interlude) Gil Scott-Heron Being blessed is not just being able to float on air I'm saying if you gotta pay for Things that you've done wrong I gotta big bill comin' At the end of the day The Crutch Gil Scott-Heron His eyes half closed revealed his world of nod A world of lonely men and no love, no god His life of seeming nonchalance can't hide The pain and fear that in his mind reside From dawn til dawn his body Message To The Messengers Gil Scott-Heron got plenty of know-how Remember if it wasn't for them, you wouldn't be out here now And I ain't comin' at you with no disrespect All I'm sayin' is that you damn well got to be correct Because if you're 95 South (All of the Places We've Been) Gil Scott-Heron In my lifetime I've been in towns where there was no freedom or future around I've been in places where you could not eat or take a drink of water where ever you pleased And now that I meet you in the