Home Is Where the Hatred Is Chords by Gil Scott-Heron

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_ [Am] A junkie walking through the twilight, _ [Eb] I'm on my way home. _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ I left three days ago, but no [Eb] one seems to know I'm gone. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ Home [Gm] is where the hatred _ [Bb] is.
_ _ Home [Eb] is filled with pain, [Dm] and it might not be such a bad [Eb] idea
if I never, _ [Dm] never went home again. _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ Stand as [Dm] far away from me as you can, and ask me why.
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_ [Bb] _ _ Hang on to your rosy beads, close your [Am] eyes to watch me die. _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ [Bb] You keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it, [C] God,
but did you ever try [Am] to _ _ _ _ _ turn your [Gm] sick soul inside out?
[Bb] So that the world, [Eb] so that the world can [Dm] watch you die. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Am] _ Home is where I live inside my [Eb] white powder dreams. _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ [Am] Home was once an empty vacuum that's filled now with [Eb] my silent screams. _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ Home is where [Gm] the needle _ marks, [Bb] _ tried to heal [Eb] my broken heart,
and it [Dm] might not be such a [Eb] bad idea if I never, _ if I never went home [Dm] 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.
Home again.
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