Gil Scott-Heron — The Other Side Part III

[Verse 1] A junkie walking through the twilight, I’m on my way home I left three days ago, no one seems to know I’m gone Home is where the hatred is, and home is filled with pain Lord, it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again [Verse 2] Home is where I live inside my white powder dream Home was once an empty vacuum, but it’s filled now with my silent scream Home is where the needle marks tried to heal my broken heart Lord, it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again [Verse 3] Stand as far away from me as you can, yeah, and ask me why Hang onto your rosary beads, close your eyes and watch me die You keep saying, “Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it” God, but did you ever try? And turn your sick soul inside out So that the world, so that the world Can watch you die Can watch you die Can watch you die, say… [Verse 4] Home is where I live inside my white powder dream Home was once an empty vacuum, but it’s filled now with my silent scream Home is where the needle marks tried to heal my broken heart Lord, it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again [Verse 5] Don’t you know I might never go home, never go home Make all these plans and keep packing my bags Not go, hey, not go, not go Not go, not go, not go, keep saying Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow, first thing tomorrow Tomorrow, I’ll go, tomorrow, I’ll go I know it all the time that I’m just buying time, saying Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it. I might Never go home, never go home Pack all my bags and keep standing around And down and down and down and down And down and down and down, and say I’m Running and running and running, yeah, but I Can’t get away, can’t get away. Everybody Ain’t that strong, ain’t that strong Go too long, feel yourself crash Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it. Can’t go home Holding onto something, saying Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it. Can’t go home And, yes, you’d like to go home Mama could change it Daddy could fix it, yes, if you could go home If you could go home Mama don’t need, mama don’t need To see me this way, to know me this way And touch me this way and love me this way, can’t go Can’t go, can’t go, can’t go, can’t go, can’t go home Say it to myself… Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it. Can’t go home I feel it in my soul, saying Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it. Can’t go home Yes, yes, saying, saying Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it. Can’t go home Yes, but I know, but I know, but I Know, but I know, know, but I know Can’t go home. Yes, I’d like to go home I can’t go home. I’d like to go home Can’t go home. Like to go home Like to start all over, start all over Start all over, yeah, like to go home Like to go home Say yeah, say yeah Like to go home