Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson - “Home Is Where the Hatred Is (It’s Your World Version)”
[Vocals/Written By/Producer: Gil Scott-Heron]
[Producer/Piano/Electric Piano/Vocals: Brian Jackson]
[Vocals: Victor Brown]
[Co-Producer: Tom Wilson]
[Bongos/Congas/Timbales: Tony Duncanson]
[Congas/Percussion: Barnett Williams]
[Electric Bass/Vocals: Danny Bowens]
[Tenor Saxophone/Flute: Bilal Sunni-Ali]
[Traps/Percussion: Reggie Brisbane]
[Trumpet: Delbert Taylor]

[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron]
Doctor, I could use some help, man
I can’t deal with no frozen bird, Doctor
Rhythm Master, make me stronger
Rhythm Master, help me out, Doctor

[Verse 1: Gil Scott-Heron and Victor Brown with Background Vocals by Brian Jackson and Danny Bowens]
A junkie walking through the twilight, and I’m on
My way home
And I left three days ago, and no one seems to
Know I’m gone
Home is where the hatred is and
Home is filled with pain, and it
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, I never went
Home again, never went home again
[Verse 2: Gil Scott-Heron and Victor Brown with Background Vocals by Brian Jackson and Danny Bowens]
Home is where I live inside my white
Powder dreams, but you know what I mean
Home was once an empty vacuum that is filled now with my
Silent screams
Home is where the needle marks
Tried to heal my broken heart, and it
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, I never went
Home again, I never went home again

[Verse 3: Gil Scott-Heron and Victor Brown with Background Vocals by Brian Jackson and Danny Bowens]
Stand as far away from me as you can, yes
And ask me, “Why?” (Oh, why?)
Hang on to your rosary beads, close your eyes to
Watch me die. Seem to me like
You keep saying, “Kick it quit it, kick it, quit it.” God, but did you
Ever try? And all you’ve got to do is
Turn your sick soul inside-out so that the
World, so that the world
Can watch you die, watch you die
Can watch you die. They don’t really love you, brother

[Bridge: Instrumental Break]

[Interlude: Gil Scott-Heron]
Me and you, another round
[Verse 4: Gil Scott-Heron and Victor Brown with Background Vocals by Brian Jackson and Danny Bowens]
Home is where I live inside my white
Powder dreams
Home was once an empty vacuum, but it’s filled now with my
Silent screams
Home is where the needle marks
Tried to heal my broken heart, and it
Might not be such a bad idea if I never, I never went
Home again, home again, home again, home again. Said
“Kick it, quit it. Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it. Kick it, quit it
Why don’t you stop using drugs?”
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy for you to say. Like
“Kick it, quit it. Kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it. Kick it, quit it
Why don’t you stop using drugs?”
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy for you to say
That’s easy, easy, easy, easy
Easy, easy, easy, easy
Easy, easy, easy, easy
[Outro: Gil Scott-Heron]
Thank you