Biko (Gabriel Peter)

A D September '77, Port Elizabeth weather fine A D It was business as usual In police room 619 A D Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko G Bm Hiromija, Hiromija D A The man is dead, the man is dead A D When I try to sleep at night I can only dream in red A D The outside world is black and white With only one colour dead A D Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko G Bm Hiromija, Hiromija D A The man is dead, the man is dead A D You can blow out a candle But you can never blow out a fire A D Once the flames begin to catch The wind will blow it higher A D Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko G Bm Hiromija, Hiromija D A The man is dead, the man is dead A D And the eyes of the world are watching you now They're watching you now,