Biko (peter Gabriel) Lyrics - Sinead Oconnor

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 

Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja 

The man is dead 

The man is dead 

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