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Work For Peace Gil Scott-Heron We've got to work for Peace, Peace ain't coming this way. If we only work for Peace, If everyone believed in Peace the way they say they do, we'd have Peace. Free Will Gil Scott-Heron You're waving as soft clouds go by, But Peace won't be still of its own free will. Say you want to go exploring, you got to find some truth. Spirits Past Gil Scott-Heron It's getting to be the time of year When people once spoke of love and good cheer Peace on Earth and good will to all men And we all believed that there'd come a day When peace would be much more than Get Out of the Ghetto Blues Gil Scott-Heron there ain't no world of your own And you know that no one will ever miss you, yeah yeah yeah When you're finally gone So you cry like a baby, a baby Or you go out and get high But there ain't no peace A Sign Of The Ages Gil Scott-Heron there ain't no world of your own And you know that no one will ever miss you, yeah yeah yeah When you're finally gone So you cry like a baby, a baby Or you go out and get high But there ain't no peace Message To The Messengers Gil Scott-Heron time ago We was talkin' about television and doin' it on the radio What we did was to help our generation realize They had to get out there and get busy cause it wasn't gonna be televised We got respect for Winter In America Gil Scott-Heron "From the Indians who welcomed the pilgrims And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains Like the vultures circling beneath the dark clouds Looking for the rain Looking for the rain Just like the cities Winter In America (Live) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron "From the Indians who welcomed the pilgrims And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains Like the vultures circling beneath the dark clouds Looking for the rain Looking for the rain Just like the Winter In America (With Brian Jackson) (Solo Ver.) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron "From the Indians who welcomed the pilgrims And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains Like the vultures circling beneath the dark clouds Looking for the rain Looking for the rain Just like the Blue Collar Gil Scott-Heron Kansas City Where even the blues sell by the pound And I been down in New York City, brother And that ain't no place to be down Yeah, I'm a-looking at the face of the children You see, we're looking for Three Miles Down Gil Scott-Heron thoughts of isolation, ain't no sunshine underground It's like workin' in a graveyard three miles down Damn near a legend as old as the mines Things that happen in the pits just don't change with the times Work Bicentennial Blues Gil Scott-Heron Kissinger The international godfather of peace A piece of Vietnam A piece of Laos A piece of Angola A piece of Cuba A blues quartet And America got the blues The point is that it may get by you For another Enough Gil Scott-Heron that was not enough. somehow i can not believe that it would be enough for me to melt with you and integrate without the thoughts of rape and murder. i cannot conceive of peace on earth until i have given B Movie Gil Scott-Heron and 3, 4% voted for somebody else who might have been running. Everyday Gil Scott-Heron wrong from right I don't seem to know day from night It's no wonder that the whole world uptight They're just loving and living, lying and losing Every day (Yeah, every day) Stop on the way home From work Running Gil Scott-Heron to run Easier than staying and finding out you're the only onewho didn't run Because running will be the way your life and mine will be described As in the long run Or as in having given someone a run for Your Soul and Mine Gil Scott-Heron Standing in the ruins Of another Black man's life or flying through the valley separating day and night I am death, cried the Vulture For the people of the light Charon brought his raft from the sea that The Vulture Gil Scott-Heron For the people of the light. Charon brought his raft From the sea that sails on souls, And saw the scavenger departing, Taking warm hearts to the cold. Jose Campos Torres Gil Scott-Heron quickly turned around It was turned around so that right looked wrong It was turned around so that up looked down It was turned around so that those who marched in the streets with bibles and signs of peace Better Days Ahead Gil Scott-Heron it's time To gather all the things we need to fly To better days ahead Just wave goodbye We've better things to do now, you and I In better days ahead Just take my hand You're one I need to understand For No Knock Gil Scott-Heron You explained it to me I must admit But just for the record you were talkin' shit Y'all rap about no knock bein' legislated For the people you've always hated In this hell hole you, we, call home No knock Grandma's Hands Gil Scott-Heron What you want to whip him for? He didn't throw no apple core. Grandma's hands, they keep on calling to me. The New Deal Gil Scott-Heron I have believed in my convictions And have been convicted for my beliefs Conned by the constitution And harassed by the police. Plastic Pattern People Gil Scott-Heron We come now, frantically searching for Thomas Moore, rainbow villages. Up on suddenly, Charlie Mingus and our man Abdul Malik, to add bass, to a bottomless pit of insecurity. Washington D.C. Gil Scott-Heron Overlords escape in the evening with people of the night Morning brings the tourists, peering eyes and rubber necks To catch a glimpse of the cowboy making the world a nervous wreck It's a mass of irony for 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 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 Small Talk At 125th And Lenox Gil Scott-Heron Get high as you can on Saturday night Go to church on Sunday to set things right Listen I seen Miss Blake after Willy yesterday She'd've killed anybody who got in her way Hey look I got a TV for a pound The Revolution Will Not Be Televised Gil Scott-Heron You will not be able to stay home brother you will not be able to plug in, turn on and drop out you will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip skip out for beer during commercials Because the Back Home (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron to me Gave me piggy back rides down them dusty highways When I came just up to his knees I got to get back and see my people Someday and someway I never thought I'd be lost and start searching for