Don't Give Up Gil Scott-Heron

To bring me disappointment and teach me to fear it Obviously these are folks that just didn’t have no spirit Spirits say chorusDon’t give up (spirits say don’t give up) Yes it’s time to stop your fallin

Gun Gil Scott-Heron

Everybody got a pistol, everybody got a .45 And the philosophy seem to be, At least as near as I can see, When other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine.

Give Her A Call Gil Scott-Heron

Give Her a Call on the Spirits album, 1994.

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"?

95 South (All of the Places We've Been) Gil Scott-Heron

with nothing to eat But I'm not too happy 'bout the middle of a mountain so soon I'll be climbing again 'Cause all I can think of are chapters and scenes of all of the places we've been I was raised up

Plastic Pattern People Gil Scott-Heron

Up on suddenly, Charlie Mingus and our man Abdul Malik, to add bass, to a bottomless pit of insecurity.

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

Omen Gil Scott-Heron

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 v o l u t

The New Deal Gil Scott-Heron

There seems to have been this pattern That a lot of folks failed to pick up on. But all black leaders who dared stand up Wuz in jail, in the courtroom or gone.

Where Did the Night Go Gil Scott-Heron

Long ago the clock washed midnight away Bringing the dawn Oh God, I must be dreaming Time to get up again And time to start up again Pulling on my socks again Should have been asleep When I was sitting

Free Will Gil Scott-Heron

Feeding rabbits bits of lettuce or cleaning out the cage He can give you more direction than you've ever known. Show you your bronzed baby shoes Now, my how you have grown!

Small Talk At 125th And Lenox Gil Scott-Heron

Up with Stokely and H. Rap Brown I don't know if the riots is wrong But whitey's been kickin' my ass for too long I was s'posed to baby but they held my pay.

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

When You Are Who You Are Gil Scott-Heron

you know by now, ain't no need to impress me I'm impressed every time you smile When I feel like you mean to smile You can be so very beautiful When you are who you are Every morning when you wake up

Bicentennial Blues Gil Scott-Heron

born on the American wilderness The blues was born on the beaches where the slave ships docked Born on the slave man's auction block The blues was born and carried on the howling wind The blues grew up

Bicentennial Blues (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

born on the American wilderness The blues was born on the beaches where the slave ships docked Born on the slave man's auction block The blues was born and carried on the howling wind The blues grew up

H2O Gate Blues Gil Scott-Heron

And if you take these 3,000 and divide them by 6, you come up with 500. Meaning that there are at least 500 shades of The Blues. For example, there is... The "I ain't got me no money, blues".

Stupid Introlude (Feat. Gil Scott-Heron) Bobby Womack

Preacher is preaching How you should live Instead of teaching With the love they give They ask for money In the name of the Lord And they line their pockets keep coming back for more Dragging you down

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

And so my life has been guided All the love I needed was provided And through my mothers sacrifices I saw where her life went To give more than birth to me, but life to me And this ain't one of the cliches

New York Is Killing Me Gil Scott-Heron

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

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.

Comment #1 Gil Scott-Heron

The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys. America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes.

Everyday Gil Scott-Heron

to know day from night It's no wonder that the whole world uptight They're just loving and living, lying and losing Every day (Yeah, every day) Stop on the way home From work to have a drink Just to give

A Sign Of The Ages Gil Scott-Heron

angry You hear from the breeze As night slams like a hammer Yeah, and you drop to your knees The questions can't be answered You're always haunted by the past The world's full of children Who grew up

Get Out of the Ghetto Blues Gil Scott-Heron

angry You hear from the breeze As night slams like a hammer Yeah, and you drop to your knees The questions can't be answered You're always haunted by the past The world's full of children Who grew up

The Other Side Gil Scott-Heron

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 place, ain't no real race Ain't no other side Life is like a circle and you end up

B Movie Gil Scott-Heron

You go give them liberals hell Ronnie. That was the mandate. To the new Captain Bly on the new ship of fools.

Pieces Of A Man Gil Scott-Heron

Jagged jigsaw pieces Tossed about the room I saw my grandma sweeping With her old straw broom She didn't know what she was doing She could hardly understand That she was really sweeping up Pieces of a

Whitey On The Moon Gil Scott-Heron

(with Whitey on the moon) Taxes takin' my whole damn check, Junkies makin' me a nervous wreck, The price of food is goin' up, An' as if all that shit wasn't enough A rat done bit my sister Nell.

Message To The Messengers Gil Scott-Heron

claim it was drug related Tell them drug related means there don't need to be no investigation Or at least that's the way they're gon' play it on the local TV stations All your 9-millimeter brothas...give

Work For Peace Gil Scott-Heron

When they start talking about 55 cents a day and 70 cents a day, I know a lot of folks feel as though that, thats not really any kind of contribution to make, but we had to give up a dollar and a half

Back Home (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

and see my people Someday and someway My old Uncle Henry don't believe in those airplanes Lord knows you sure been good to me Gave me piggy back rides down them dusty highways When I came just up

Brother Gil Scott-Heron

Show that man you call an Uncle Tom just where he's wrong Show that woman that you're a sincere black man All we need to do is see you shut up and be black Help that woman Help that man That's what brothers

Jose Campos Torres Gil Scott-Heron

no more poems like this But dogs are in the street It's a turn around world where things are all too quickly turned around It was turned around so that right looked wrong It was turned around so that up

Enough Gil Scott-Heron

forced to heed nature's call through and inside of tattered rags that strained our privates, and evidently years of slavery did not appease your need to be superior to something like a crazed lion hung up

Grandma's Hands Gil Scott-Heron

Grandma's hands clapped to church on Sunday mornings Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well Grandma's hands used to issue out a warning She say, Scotty why you run so fast, Might fall on...

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 d...

The Vulture Gil Scott-Heron

Standing in the ruins Of another Black man's life, Or flying through the valley He's separating day and night. I am death, cried the Vulture. For the people of the light. Charon brought his raft Fr...

Save The Children 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 ca...

Sign of the Ages Gil Scott-Heron

I know you think you're cool Lord if they bus your kids to school I know you think you're cool Just cause they bus your kids to school But you ain't got a thing to lose You just got the get out of ...

Or Down You Fall Gil Scott-Heron

I sail alone in my paper ship The seat is made of fire I ride my horse of nuts and bolts We're made to never tire The world is just a simple circle I've got to keep on turning Yea, I've got to keep...

Winter In America Gil Scott-Heron

"From the Indians who welcomed the pilgrimsAnd to the buffalo who once ruled the plainsLike the vultures circling beneath the dark cloudsLooking for the rainLooking for the rainJust like the cities...

Blue Collar Gil Scott-Heron

I been down in PennsylvaniaWhere I was working in the mineAnd I been down in CincinnatiThey laid me off the assembly lineYeah, they got me looking everywhereBut I ain't too proud of what I foundAnd...

Three Miles Down Gil Scott-Heron

Here come the mine carsand it's damn near dawnAnother shift of men, some of them my friends, comin' onHard to imagine workin' in the minesCoal dust in your lungs, on your skin and on your mindI've ...

Angel Dust Gil Scott-Heron

He was groovin'And that was when he coulda swornThe room was movin'But that was only in his mindHe was sailin'He never really seemed to noticeVision failin''cause that was all part of the highSweat...

The Bottle Gil Scott-Heron

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

Did You Hear What They Said Gil Scott-Heron

Did you hear what they saidDid you hear what they saidDid you hear what they saidThey said another brother's deadThey said he's dead but he can't be buriedThey said he's dead but he can't be buried...

Better Days Ahead Gil Scott-Heron

And now it's timeTo gather all the things we need to flyTo better days aheadJust wave goodbyeWe've better things to do now, you and IIn better days aheadJust take my handYou're one I need to unders...

Alien (Hold On To Your Dreams) Gil Scott-Heron

Midnight near the border trying to cross the Rio GrandeRunnin' with coyotes to where the streets are paved with goldYou're diving underwater when you hear the helicoptersKnowing it's all been less ...