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