On Coming from a Broken Home (Pt. 2) Gil Scott-Heron

but life to me And this ain't one of the cliches about black women being strong Cause hell if you're weak, you're gone But life courage determined to do more than just survive And too many homes have a

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

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

Home Is Where The Hatred Is (With Brian Jackson) 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

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

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

The Other Side Gil Scott-Heron

you know about the other side My friends all swear that they know What I should do with my life How I should run my life What should be happening with my life They're on the other side They're on the outside

The Vulture Gil Scott-Heron

Charon brought his raft From the sea that sails on souls, And saw the scavenger departing, Taking warm hearts to the cold. He knew the ghetto was the haven For the meanest creature ever known.

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

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

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

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

Better Days Ahead Gil Scott-Heron

do now, you and I In better days ahead Just take my hand You're one I need to understand For better days ahead With you I can stand As long as you respect me as your man There's better days ahead Yes, coming

Everyday Gil Scott-Heron

Mmmmm I can't seem to find the words to say (to say) I don't have strength to play the games you need to play (to play) Every day I seem to be running from the truth I ask myself questions but it just

Bicentennial Blues Gil Scott-Heron

Why should the blues be so at home here Well, America provided the atmosphere America provided the atmosphere for the blues and the blues was born The blues was born on the American wilderness The blues

Bicentennial Blues (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

Why should the blues be so at home here Well, America provided the atmosphere America provided the atmosphere for the blues and the blues was born The blues was born on the American wilderness The blues

Work For Peace Gil Scott-Heron

We're marching behind a commander in chief, who is standing under a spotlight shaking like a leaf. but the ship of state had landed on an economic reef, so we knew he was going to bring us messages of

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

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

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

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.

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.

Jose Campos Torres Gil Scott-Heron

that knowledge -- how could it The dogs rabid foaming with the energy of their brutish ignorance Stride the city streets like robot gunslingers And spread death as night lamps flash crude reflections from

Whitey On The Moon Gil Scott-Heron

A rat done bit my sister Nell. (with Whitey on the moon) Her face and arms began to swell. (and Whitey's on the moon) I can't pay no doctor bill.

Give Her A Call Gil Scott-Heron

Give Her a Call on the Spirits album, 1994.

Gun Gil Scott-Heron

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.

B Movie Gil Scott-Heron

What has happened is that in the last 20 years, America has changed from a producer to a consumer. And all consumers know that when the producer names the tunethe consumer has got to dance.

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) 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

The Bottle Gil Scott-Heron

See that black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man got a problem and it's a bad one Pawned off damn near everything, his ol' woman's weddin' ring for a bottle.

The Bottle (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

See that black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man got a problem and it's a bad one Pawned off damn near everything, his ol' woman's weddin' ring for a bottle.

A Sign Of The Ages Gil Scott-Heron

It's a sign of the ages Markings on my mind Men at the crossroads At odds with an angry scab There can be no salvation There can be no rest Until all old customs Are put to the test The gods are

Get Out of the Ghetto Blues Gil Scott-Heron

It's a sign of the ages Markings on my mind Men at the crossroads At odds with an angry scab There can be no salvation There can be no rest Until all old customs Are put to the test The gods are

Washington D.C. Gil Scott-Heron

Symbols of democracy, pinned up against the coast Outhouse of bureaucracy, surrounded by a moat Citizens of poverty are barely out of sight Overlords escape in the evening with people of the night Morning

Don't Give Up Gil Scott-Heron

But it would hardly take a genius to realize That I’ve always been a lot too arrogant and a little too f$%kin’ wise That was a combination that made folks feel duty bound, To do whatever they could to

Plastic Pattern People Gil Scott-Heron

Up on suddenly, Charlie Mingus and our man Abdul Malik, to add bass, to a bottomless pit of insecurity.

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.

Message To The Messengers Gil Scott-Heron

Hey, yeah, we the same brothas from a long 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

The New Deal Gil Scott-Heron

I have become a special amendment For what included me all along. Like "All men are created equal."

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

Three Miles Down Gil Scott-Heron

Here come the mine cars and it's damn near dawn Another shift of men, some of them my friends, comin' on Hard to imagine workin' in the mines Coal dust in your lungs, on your skin and on your mind I've

Alien (Hold On To Your Dreams) Gil Scott-Heron

gold You're diving underwater when you hear the helicopters Knowing it's all been less than worthless if you run into patrols Hiding in the shadows, so scared you want to scream But you dare not make a

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

Did You Hear What They Said Gil Scott-Heron

hear what they said Did you hear what they said Did you hear what they said They said another brother's dead They said he's dead but he can't be buried They said he's dead but he can't be buried Come on

Running Gil Scott-Heron

easier 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

Ain't No Such Thing As Superman (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

You have understood The riddles of the ages Yes and you have understood The universal nine You have placed your footprints on The everlasting sands of time Yes so tell me why Can't you understand that

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

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