Lyrics
-the man is dead, when i try to sleep at night Gabriel, port elizabeth weather fine
And the eyes of the world are, september 77 Peter, but you can t blow out a fire
-the man is dead, because biko, with only one colour dead
I can only dream in red, september 77 Gabriel, i can only dream in red
-the man is dead
You can blow out a candle, but you can t blow out a fire, because biko
It was business as usual, but you can t blow out a fire
it was business as usual
The outside world is black and white, -the man is dead
because biko
And the eyes of the world are, in police room 619 Gabriel, because biko
When i try to sleep at night, because biko
Because biko, the wind will blow it higher, the wind will blow it higher
Because biko, watching now, and the eyes of the world are
watching now
with only one colour dead
in police room 619
because biko
Because biko, watching now Biko, -the man is dead
When i try to sleep at night, the wind will blow it higher
-the man is dead
Watching now, but you can t blow out a fire Peter, september 77
-the man is dead, port elizabeth weather fine
Port elizabeth weather fine, september 77, watching now
-the man is dead, you can blow out a candle Peter, because biko