| Song | Home Is Where the Hatred Is |
| Artist | Bossa Nostra |
| Album | Acid Jazz & Soul (100 Jazzy Tracks with a Touch of Soul for the Summer) |
| 作曲 : G. Scott Heron | |
| "A junkie walking through the twilight | |
| I'm on my way home | |
| I left three days ago, but noone 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 saying, 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, so that the world | |
| Can watch you die | |
| Home is where I live inside my white powder dreams | |
| Home was once an empty vacuum that's filled now with my | |
| Silent screams | |
| Home is where the needle marks | |
| Try to heal my broken heart | |
| And it might not be such a bad idea if I never, if I | |
| 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 | |
| " |
| zuò qǔ : G. Scott Heron | |
| " A junkie walking through the twilight | |
| I' m on my way home | |
| I left three days ago, but noone 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 saying, 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, so that the world | |
| Can watch you die | |
| Home is where I live inside my white powder dreams | |
| Home was once an empty vacuum that' s filled now with my | |
| Silent screams | |
| Home is where the needle marks | |
| Try to heal my broken heart | |
| And it might not be such a bad idea if I never, if I | |
| 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 | |
| " |