Peter Gabriel, “Biko”

 

September ’77. Port Elizabeth, weather fine / It was business as usual in police room 619

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko / Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko / Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja / The man is dead / The man is dead

When I try to sleep at night / I can only dream in red / The outside world is black and white / with only one colour dead

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko / Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko / Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja / The man is dead / The man is dead

You can blow out a candle / but you can’t blow out a fire / Once the flames begin to catch / the wind will blow it higher

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko / Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko / Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja / The man is dead / The man is dead

And the eyes of the world are watching now, watching now, watching now

[By Peter Gabriel © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 1980]

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