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Gil Scott-Heron
Gil Scott-Heron


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Настоящее имя Gilbert Scott-Heron
Дата рождения 1 апреля 1949 г.
Место рождения Chicago, Illinois, U.S.
Жанры Soul
Годы 1969—н.в.
Лейблы Arista Records
RCA Records
TVT Records
См. также Brian Jackson



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Bridges (1977)
1977
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Song of the Wind
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Tuskeegee #626
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Agent told me where I'm going
Tom and Keg Leg got the map
The Steelers on my color tv
Henry riding in my lap
Say Hello Sunday, Hello Road
Lord what would my grandma say
To see me out here loving music
So much that I live this way
But then again she's right here with me
Watching every place I go
Oh did you tell me it was my move
I guess it is
Hello Sunday, Hello Road
Hello Sunday, Hello Road

Manager we had just couldn't manage
So Midnight managed right alone
And it's got me out here with my brothers
And that's the thing that keeps me strong
Say Hello Sunday, Hello Road
Seems like we're coming up on a town
Children on their way to Sunday school
And I'm tippin' my hat to Miss Chocolate Brown
And it was on a Sunday that I met my old man
I was twenty-six years old
Naw but it was much too late to speculate
Say Hello Sunday, Hello Road
Hello Sunday, Hello Road

And I've been digging life through my window
And that's the way it's always been
Snow in Nashville, rain in Philly
No matter, get back on the bus again
Say Hello Sunday, Hello Road
Let me try the optimistic side
'Cause me and Stick done seen a lot of babies
Dancing to "The Bottle" while we ride
It's sure nuff good being with the brothers
Carrying good news wherever we go
Hey let me get myself together man
Say Hello Sunday, Hello Road


. . .

Song of the Wind

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. . .


I heard I needed to travel.
"Go out and spread the word" people say.
So I'm kickin' up dust and gravel
on a racetrack near Marseilles.

If it all sounds like a mystery
things that you just don't understand
let me give you a little bit of history
about me and the Midnight Band:

On a racetrack in France
everybody started clapping their hands.
It seemed like a long way fron Union Station.

On a racetrack in France
everybody started to dance.
I was a long way from home but those were good vibrations.

Me and the bothers no parlez-vous.
French was way down on my list.
(But) the Africans said "Merci beaucoup!"
'cause the rhythm's what they missed.

The people got the message
from the music that we play.
It really shouldn't a been no surprise
that we all got down that day:

On a racetrack in France
everybody got to clapping their hands.
It seemed like a long way from Union Station.

On a racetrack in France
Everybody started to dance.
I was a long way from home but those were good vibrations.

. . .



I know if you been listenin' you done heardhow the people be cryin' out for a soothing word.And you can give 'em the word, but now don't you despair, ain't no rule that says they got to care. They can always swear they're deaf dumb and blind.It works one time. But nothing works forever.


(bridge) Offering one chance to boogie down.Yes and the smack I got with me is the best in town.You know everybody wanna get high every now and then.Offering you a chance to dance and swing, come on, come on, yea.I need you out here with me while I do my thing.>

. . .


Good advice is sure enough hard to come by
Bad advice surrounds you constantly
Good advice you just can't put no price on
Bad advice is easy cus it's free

But Through it all somehow we're different
We think theres nothing to it so we plunge faithfully through it
No matter how hard it rains if we don't profit from the change
We're under the hammer totally

(talkin' bout) Under the hammer from the day yous born
Under the hammer and out there on your own
Good advice don't make it if theres no one there to take it
You're just under the hammer totally

Now I meant to tell you something about the drinkin'
Yeah But you don't want to hear a word I say
Naw and You don't care what I've been thinking
Because you control things your own way

And since you've got things under control
There ain't nothing to it ain't no reason you should do it
No matter how hard it rains if we don't profit from the change
You're back under the hammer totally

Under the hammer from the day yous born
Under the hammer and out there on your own
Good advice don't make it if theres no one there to take it
You're just under the hammer totally

Good advice is sure enough hard to come by
When bad advice surrounds you constantly
Good advice you just can't put no price on
And bad advice is easy cus its free

And through it all somehow we're different
We think theres nothing to it so we plunge faithfully through it
And No matter how hard it rains if we don't profit from the change
We're under the hammer totally

You're under the hammer from the day you was born
Under the hammer and out there on your own
Good advice don't make it if there's no one there to take it
You're just under the hammer totally

Under the hammer from the day you was born
Ain't no surprising you now you're full grown
Under the hammer from the day yous born
Ain't no surprising you now that you're full grown
Good advice don't make it if there's no one there to take it
You're just under the hammer totally

Location baby
Under the hammer (x5/Fade)

. . .


It stands out on a highway
like a Creature from another time.
It inspires the babies' questions,
"What's that?"
For their mothers as they ride.
But no one stopped to think about the babies
or how they would survive,
and we almost lost Detroit
this time.
How would we ever get over
losing our minds?
Just thirty miles from Detroit
stands a giant power station.
It ticks each night as the city sleeps
seconds from anniahlation.
But no one stopped to think about the people
or how they would survive,
and we almost lost Detroit
this time.
How would we ever get over
over losing our minds?
The sherrif of Monroe county had,
sure enough disasters on his mind,
and what would karen Silkwood say
if she was still alive?

That when it comes to people's safety
money wins out every time.
and we almost lost Detroit
this time, this time.
How would we ever get over
over losing our minds?
You see, we almost lost Detroit
that time.
Almost lost Detroit
that time.
And how would we ever get over...
Cause odds are,
we gonna lose somewhere, one time.
Odds are
we gonna lose somewhere sometime.
And how would we ever get over
losing our minds?
And how would we ever get over
losing our minds?
Didn't they, didn't they decide?
Almost lost Detroit
that time.
Damn near totally destroyed,
one time.
Didn't all of the world know?
Say didn't you know?
Didn't all of the world know?
Say didn't you know?
We almost lost detroit...

. . .

Tuskeegee #626

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This is a song about change, you see
We say many things about the changing aspects of our lives
We say that since change is inevitable, we should direct the change
Rather than simply continue to go through the change
We sing a song of revolution as change
To the brothers in the Caribbean and Africa,
Where I'm Coming from

Early in the mornin' I heard the call of the crow.
He said "C'mon now Brother, I want you to fly with me.
Can't you see, it's time to go?"
I been working on this delta underneath the burnin' sun.
Seem like a Mississippi revolution feel like where I'm coming from.

Brother man run to Nebraska after the Civil War was through.
He worked with his hands, he worked on the land alla his life--
nothin' else he know to do.
Rootin'-tootin', wild-west-shootin'-up Brothers!
Though His story don't teach us none.
Seem like a Wild West Revolution oughta be where I'm comin' from.

Brother man raised on welfare
He live his life in the heart of the city.
Among the junkies and the desperate people
he learned about life without pity.
But he's just been thinkin' and waitin' and thinkin' and waitin',
know his chance was bound to come.
Seem like big city revolution oughta be where I'm comin' from.

The point I'm trying to make, movin' from place to place and time to time
(is that) vibrations that bring on new vibrations
is all that's on peoples minds.
(They tell me) Don't be 'fraid of revolution!
It ain't nothin' but change and change is surely bound to come.
Put a little revolution in your life
and you'll understand where I'm comin' from.

. . .


In my lifetime I've been in towns
where there was no freedom or future around.
I've been in places where you could not eat
or take a drink of water where ever you pleased.
And now that I meet you in the middle of a mountain
Well, I'm reaching out from within.

And all I can think of are chapters and scenes of
all of the places we've been.

I'm not such an old man so don't get me wrong.
I'm the latest survivor of the constantly strong.
I've been to Mississippi and down city streets,
I've seen days of plenty and nights 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 in a small town in the country down south
so I've been close enough to know what oppression's about.
Placed on this mountain with a rare chance to see
dreams once envisioned by folks much braver than me.
And since their lives got me to the middle of a mountain
Well, I can't stop and give up on them.

'Cause their lights that shine on inspire me to climb on
from all of the places we've been.

From all of the places we've been,
From all of the places we.ve , been alot of places, yeah
From all of the places we've been,
Been down, been down, been down, alot of roads and places
All of the places...

. . .


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