Lyrics of
Biko Drum

Wait, listen to the Biko drum! (4x)
And they went home on an Easter road,
on a silent night tryin' not to show
who goes where and who goes when,
thinkin' some day soon they'll get it back again.
From the ghetto in Capetown to dig the gold,
little black baby can't be sold,
under tin roof and a plastic wall,
thinkin' someday soon we're goin' to leave it all.
And the renegades sing all the renegade songs,
and the ones who know hope they're doin' wrong.
The blacks and the coloreds play the Biko Drum,
all the blacks and the coloreds play the Biko Dru m.
Transvaal Kids on a Transvaal day,
little by little they show the way
to a city of dreams and solid ground,
thinkin' someday soon we're gonna come around.
Steve, he's livin' in a prison cell,
all the friends that know hope he's doin' well.
Down here they listen to the Biko drum,
down here they listen to the songs he sung.
And the renegades sing all the renegade songs,
and the ones who know hope they're doin' wrong.
The blacks and the coloreds play the Biko Drum,
all the blacks and the coloreds play the Biko Dru m.
Wait, listen to the Biko drum! (2x)
Nelson listen to the people sing,
Nelson Mandela, the people's king.
Twenty-seven years in a white man's jail,
twenty-seven years we couldn't make him say.
And the renegades sing all the renegade songs,
and the ones who know hope they're doin' wrong.
The blacks and the coloreds play the Biko Drum,
all the blacks and the coloreds play the Biko Dru m.
Wait, listen to the Biko drum ! (4x)