[Verse 1]
You who talk of anarchy
And waste your brain space on TV
Never to talk to me of motivation
You the fashion police [?]
They're selling you your uniform
You tell me you'll destroy the corporation

[Chorus]
Take this sword into your hand
The price is paid in Krugerrands
Heroes and expatriates are the same thing
Someone pays to advertise
So you can not stay hypnotised
Looking good and comfort are the main things

[Verse 2]
You are very dissipated
You are very overrated
You are like a broken generation
Someone gave us each a flower
And you like yours but mine is sour
Now you'll only play at gladiators

[Chorus]
Take this sword into your hand
The price is paid in Krugerrands
Heroes and expatriates are the same thing
Someone pays to advertise
So you can not stay hypnotised
Looking good and comfort are the main things
[Outro]
Oh, Krugerrand gladiator
Oh, Krugerrand gladiator
Oh, Krugerrand gladiator
Oh