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Gil Scott-Heron
Gil Scott-Heron


Background information
Birth name Gilbert Scott-Heron
Born April 1, 1949
Born place Chicago, Illinois, U.S.
Genre(s) Soul
Years active 1969—present
Label(s) Arista Records
RCA Records
TVT Records
Associated acts Brian Jackson



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Gil Scott-Heron Album


with Jamie xx
We're New Here (02/21/2011)
02/21/2011
1.
2.
Home
3.
I've Been Me (Interlude)
4.
5.
My Cloud
6.
Certain Things (Interlude)
7.
8.
9.
Parents (Interlude)
10.
Piano Player
11.
12.
Jazz (Interlude)
13.
. . .


No, no, no, no

I did not become someone different
I did not want to be

But I'm new here
Will you show me around?
No matter how far wrong you've gone
You can always turn around

Met a woman in a bar
I told her I was hard to get to know
And near impossible to forget
She said I had an ego on me, the size of Texas

Well, I'm new here and I forget
Does that mean big or small?
No matter how far wrong you've gone
You can always turn around

And I'm shedding plates like a snake
And it may be crazy
But I'm the closest thing I have
To a voice of reason

Turn around, turn around, turn around
And you may come full circle
And be new here again

. . .

Home

[No lyrics]

. . .

I've Been Me

[No lyrics]

. . .


Because I always feel like running
Not away, because there is no such place
Because, if there was I would have found it by now
Because it's easier to run,
Easier than staying and finding out you're the only one...who 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 "run for his money"
Or as in "running out of time"
Because running makes me look like everyone else, though I hope there will ever be cause for that
Because I will be running in the other direction, not running for cover
Because if I knew where cover was, I would stay there and never have to run for it
Not running for my life, because I have to be running for something of more value to be running and not in fear
Because the thing I fear cannot be escaped, eluded, avoided, hidden from, protected from, gotten away from,
Not without showing the fear as I see it now
Because closer, clearer, no sir, nearer
Because of you and because of that nice
That you quietly, quickly be causing
And because you're going to see me run soon and because you're going to know why I'm running then
You'll know then
Because I'm not going to tell you now

. . .

My Cloud

[No lyrics]

. . .

Certain Things

[No lyrics]

. . .


His eyes half-closed revealed this world of nod(?).
a world of lonely men and no love.
oh god.
his life of seeming nonchalance can't hide
the pain and fear that in his mind resign.
from dawn till dawn his bodyhouse (/body, house?) was hurting and none of us can truly ...???.
we sat outside and ??? the ??
the fool is always easy to forecast others doom.
the savage beast that once soul-soothe/so soothed his brain,
has wired his ugly head and stirred/stayed (?) its claim and
called ???
here is his once more soul. he will have to add the sorrow's thole.
this men, still men will be like you and me(an ?).
upon the world reached out, they chose to flee.

crutch.

crutch.

. . .


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
Karon 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 a haven for the meanest creature ever known
In the wilderness of heartbreak and a desert of despair
Evil's clarion of justice shrieks a cry of naked terror
Taking babies from their mamas, leaving grief beyond compare
So if you see the vulture coming, flying circles in your mind
Remember there is no escaping for he will follow close behind
Only promise me a battle, battle for your soul and mine
And mine

. . .

Parents

[No lyrics]

. . .

Piano Player

[No lyrics]

. . .


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 tell ya fast city ain't living all
It's cracked up to be
Fast city living it all
It's cracked up to be
Yes seem I need to go home
And slow down in Jackson, Tennessee

Yes I lay down, I lay down
The doctor: "Try to take it all in"
Yeah lay down, lay down
To try to take it all in
(Take it all in)

Yeah you got 8 million people
And I didn't have a single friend
Don't you know, don't you know
New York was killing me
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
New York was killing me
Seems like I need to start over
And move back home in Jackson, Tennessee

Lord have mercy, mercy on me
Yeah Lord have mercy, have mercy on me
Tell him to bury my body back home in Jackson, Tennessee
Yeah Lord have mercy, have mercy on me

Yeah I need to be back home, need to be back home,
Need to be back home, need to be back home yeah
Born in Chicago but I go home Tennessee
Yeah I born in Chicago but I ...

. . .

Jazz

[No lyrics]

. . .


I know you've been hurt by someone else
I can tell by the way you carry yourself
But if you let me here's what I'll do
I'll take care of you

I've loved and I've lost the same as you
So you see I know just what you've been through
And if you let me here's what I'll do
I'll take care of you

You won't ever have to worry
You won't ever have to cry
For I'll be there beside you
To dry your weeping eyes

So, darling tell me
That you'll be true
There's no doubt in my mind
Know what I wanna do
And just as sure as one and one is two
I know I'll take care of you
I'll take care of you
I'll take care of you
I'll take care of you

. . .


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