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

hiromija

hiromija

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

hiromija

hiromija

the man is dead

the man is dead

you can blow out a candle

but you can never 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

hiromija

hiromija

the man is dead

the man is dead

and the eyes of the world are watching you now

they're watching you now

watching you now

watching you now

watching you now

they're watching you now

you gotta waken up

you gotta face up

i think you gotta open up

the eyes of the world are watching you now

you gotta waken up

you gotta face up

you know you can never turn away

never turn away