Home Is Where the Hatred Is
Esther Phillips Lyrics


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A junkie walking through the twilight
I'm on my way home
I left three days ago but no one seems to know
I'm gone

Home is where the hatred is, home is filled with pain
And it might not be such a bad idea
If I never, never went home again
Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why

Hang on to your rosary beads
Close your eyes to watch me die
You keep sayin', kick it, quit it
Kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it

God, but did you ever try to turn your sick soul
Inside out so that the world can watch you die
Home is where I live, inside my white power dreams
Home was once an empty vacuum that's filled now
With my silent screams

Home is where the needle marks
Try to hear my broken heart
And it might not be such a bad idea
If i never, never went home again

Home again, home again, home again




Kick it quit it, kick it quit it, kick it quit it
Kick it, can`t go home again

Overall Meaning

Esther Phillips's song "Home Is Where the Hatred Is" depicts the life of a drug addict who is struggling with addiction and the emotional turmoil that comes with it. The opening lines "A junkie walking through the twilight, I'm on my way home, I left three days ago but no one seems to know I'm gone" sets the tone for the rest of the song. The singer is wandering the streets in the midst of a drug-induced haze, trying to find his way home. However, the place he calls home is filled with hatred and pain, and he talks about how it might not be such a bad idea if he never went home again.


The chorus "Home is where the hatred is, home is filled with pain" highlights the notion that home is not always the comforting and safe haven that it is supposed to be. The song portrays the struggles and hardships of addiction, as the singer talks about how he is trying to "kick it" and quit, but it seems like a never-ending cycle. The lines "God, but did you ever try to turn your sick soul Inside out so that the world can watch you die" are especially poignant as they convey the feeling of hopelessness and despair that often accompany addiction.


The song is a powerful commentary on addiction, and through its lyrics, it creates a vivid image of the difficulties that people face when trying to overcome addiction. It is a poignant reminder of the importance of understanding and empathy, especially towards people suffering from addiction.


Line by Line Meaning

A junkie walking through the twilight
I am a drug addict, wandering around in the dim light of evening


I'm on my way home
I am heading back to my residence


I left three days ago but no one seems to know
I departed three days back, but nobody is aware of my absence


I'm gone
I am not present currently


Home is where the hatred is, home is filled with pain
The place that I call home is characterized by intense animosity and suffering


And it might not be such a bad idea
Perhaps it is not such a terrible notion


If I never, never went home again
If I never return to my abode


Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why
Stay as distant from me as feasible and enquire about the reason


Hang on to your rosary beads
Hold your rosary beads tightly


Close your eyes to watch me die
Shut your eyes while I perish


You keep sayin', kick it, quit it
You often suggest that I should cease taking drugs


God, but did you ever try to turn your sick soul
Have you ever attempted to introspect and transform your corrupted soul


Inside out so that the world can watch you die
Completely exposing your inner self for the world to witness your destruction


Home is where I live, inside my white power dreams
I reside in a place characterized by my racist desires


Home was once an empty vacuum that's filled now
My abode was previously a barren space that is now occupied


With my silent screams
Filled with my quiet and suppressed agony


Home is where the needle marks
The place I call home is where I bear the scars of drug abuse


Try to hear my broken heart
Attempt to comprehend the sorrow and distress I experience


And it might not be such a bad idea
Perhaps it is not such a terrible notion


If i never, never went home again
If I never return to my abode


Home again, home again, home again
Returning to my residence, repeatedly


Kick it quit it, kick it quit it, kick it quit it
Stopping and restarting drug abuse, repeatedly


Kick it, can`t go home again
Try to overcome drug addiction, avoiding going back to my residence




Lyrics Β© Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GIL SCOTT-HERON

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@giascott-heron

She did my father’s song proud. πŸ‘πŸΎπŸ‘πŸΎ

@richardblack3385

Omg wow I just found ur fathers music and its really impacted my life lately and gotten me into being more positive. Thank you for sharing

@stuartwinder3211

I saw your dad’s last concert here in the UK, and he was as amazing as ever. This is a great version of one of his classics. May your dad rest in eternal peace. He was a massive influence on me πŸ™πŸ»β€οΈ

@blainelee8021

The revolution will not be televised, that was a man who was way ahead of time, thank you Mr. Gil Scott Heron.

@pbellko

I’m reading your Dad’s book. That’s what brought me to this version. What a superb prose writer he was too! By which I mean - he’s so famed for his music-poetry, but here in the UK I’ve never heard anyone talk about his writing - and I’ve been a writer - and his autobiography is FANTASTIC writing. Anyway. I’m sure you know that!

@bambibam5702

Wow.....I never knew there were so many remakes of your father's song......I love The Other Side on your Dad's Spirits Album.....my favorite! Your Dad sang Happy Birthday to me at Yoshi's in Emeryville Γ‡a........ I'll never forgot how special that wasπŸ₯°

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@ChrisOtheBigC

Brilliant. Esther was nominated for a Grammy for her performances on this album: Aretha Franklin won. Ms. Franklin literally handed her trophy over to Ms. Phillips, stating that she believed no one but Esther Phillips deserved it that year. True story. CLASS.

@jeffreyhall5785

Yeah!

@afrosoul_soul

After seeing Genesis Aretha I can’t see her doing that. But if did salute to her.

@bmproc81chi

@@afrosoul_soul there's photos back in 1970s showing Aretha handing her Grammy to Esther in Jet Mag. However, I completely agree with you on the depiction of Aretha in Genius as being selfish.

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