Winter In America (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

a nation that just can't stand much more Like the forest buried beneath the highway Never had a chance to grow Never had a chance to grow And now it's winter Winter in America Yes and all of the

Winter In America (With Brian Jackson) (Solo Ver.) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron

a nation that just can't stand much more Like the forest buried beneath the highway Never had a chance to grow Never had a chance to grow And now it's winter Winter in America Yes and all of the

Bicentennial Blues (With Brian Jackson) 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

Winter In America Gil Scott-Heron

a nation that just can't stand much more Like the forest buried beneath the highway Never had a chance to grow Never had a chance to grow And now it's winter Winter in America Yes and all of the healers

The Bottle (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

See that black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man's in a bottle. He done quit his 9 to 5 he drink full time so now he's livin' in the bottle.

Winter In America (Live) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron

a nation that just can't stand much more Like the forest buried beneath the highway Never had a chance to grow Never had a chance to grow And now it's winter Winter in America Yes and all of the

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

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

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

You have understoodThe riddles of the agesYes and you have understoodThe universal nineYou have placed your footprints onThe everlasting sands of timeYes so tell me whyCan't you understand that the...

Save The Children (With Brian Jackson) (Live) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron

"If you're driving through the country on a lazy afternoon Or you're watching your children playin' after school They seem to be so unaware of I know I know The things that they soon have to take c...

Comment #1 Gil Scott-Heron

Two long centuries buried in the musty vault, hosed down daily with a gagging perfume.

H2O Gate Blues Gil Scott-Heron

(Alright~) Just how blind, America? Just as Vietnam exploded in the rice snap, crackle, and pop (Uh Oh!) Could not stop people determined to be free. Just how blind will America be?(Yes Sir!)

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

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

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

We're all actors in this I suppose. What has happened is that in the last 20 years, America has changed from a producer to a consumer.

Work For Peace Gil Scott-Heron

So I never really listened to what the President said, Because in general I believed that the General was politically dead.

Paint It Black Gil Scott-Heron

Picture a man of nearly thirty Who seems twice as old with clothes torn and dirty Give him a job shining shoes Or cleaning out toilets with bus station crews Give him six children with nothing to eat Expose

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.

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

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

Better Days Ahead Gil Scott-Heron

And now 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

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

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

The Bottle Gil Scott-Heron

See that black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man's in a bottle. He done quit his 9 to 5 he drink full time so now he's livin' in the bottle.

Parents (Interlude) Gil Scott-Heron

I believe that the spirits are your parents And their parents and their parents and their parents And they are in your bloodstream And they run through your body constantly Because they want you to live

Jose Campos Torres Gil Scott-Heron

along, tracer of life, poetry trends That awareness, consciousness, poems that screamed of pain and the origins of pain and death had blanketed my tablets And therefore, my friends, brothers, sisters, in-laws

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

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. 1) Gil Scott-Heron

I want to make this a special tribute To a family that contradicts the concepts Heard the rules but wouldn't accept In addition, women folk raised me In addition, I was full grown before I knew I came

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.

The Other Side Gil Scott-Heron

Sometime I feel like I'm losing my mind 'cause there ain't No other side Sometimes I'm just spinning my wheels, ain't no big deal Morning, there's another side Sometimes I feel like I'm just standing in

Lady Day And John Coltrane Gil Scott-Heron

Ever feel kinda down and out, you don't know just what to do-- Livin' all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through-- Ever feel that somehow, somewhere, you've lost your way-- And if you don't

Lady Day & Jihn Coltrane (Original Mix) Gil Scott Heron

Ever feel kinda down and out, you don't know just what to do Livin' all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through Ever feel that somehow, somewhere, you've lost your way And if you don't get help

Plastic Pattern People Gil Scott-Heron

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.

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"?

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.

NEW YORK (CONCEPT DE PARIS) (Feat. Gil Scott-Heron) JAY-Z

to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from [Chorus: Gil Scott-Heron

Message To The Messengers Gil Scott-Heron

busy cause it wasn't gonna be televised We got respect for you rappers and the way they be free-weighin' But if you're gon' be teachin' folks things, make sure you know what you're sayin' Older folks in

The Subject Was Faggots Gil Scott-Heron

faggot hall Balling, balling, ball-less faggots cutie cootie and snoodie faggots I mean you just had to dig it to dig it the crowning attraction being the arrival of Ms Brooklyn looking like a half-back in

Omen Gil Scott-Heron

A giant eye zapped across the screen, With tentacle type feeler type thin roots, Reaching for someone maybe me, With large black block letters, Chiseled into the white around the pupils screaming, R e

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

or man Without the feeling of missing love Maybe they are homes that are hurt But they are no real lives that hurt without reach But not broken Unless the homes of soldiers stationed overseas Or lost in

Whitey On The Moon Gil Scott-Heron

(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. (but Whitey's on the moon) Ten years from now I'll be payin' still.

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 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

NY Is Killing Me Gil Scott-Heron, Jamie XX

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

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

Sign of the Ages Gil Scott-Heron

me you think you're cool Because you're gettin' two welfare checks Yea but you got ten years to lose (if they catch you) Just tryin' to fight that get out of the ghetto blues If he don't catch you in